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Violet. My special needs hen. When they clipped her beak when she was a mere day-old ball of fluff, they messed up. Her lower beak sticks out a good bit, making her a little slower on the take. And when competing with four other hens for a juicy bug or ripe berry, Violet usually loses out. So I always save her an extra portion and make sure she gets her share. I think the lower beak gives her sort of a pouty look. She is a friendly little gal and for some reason prefers to pal around with the two barred rocks instead of the other two Buff orps. . . .
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Posted by meresy_g Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens, harvest on 2007-06-23, 16:46:27
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Please note the title. It was moved. I did not move it, in fact, I wasn't even in the garden. Tim and Cameron moved it. Last time though I was in the garden and I did help move it (though Tim and Nathan did most of the work). I wish I had gone. I would have done those fussy, girly things that always smooth the way. As it was, it was a busy weekend and so late on the Saturday afternoon the boys manhandled, prodded, dragged and forced it across to the next two beds. Then dark descended, they got in the car, drove it up the garden driveway and shined the lights on their wobbly structure. A few judicious pulls and then they hopped in the car and came home for dinner. Who knows what the chickens thought. . . .
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Posted by Melissa McCloskey Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens on 2007-06-19, 18:37:51
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So Peabody and the white rooster returned, looking for non-existant mates early last week. I managed to drag some of that awful orange plastic fencing over the top of the old chicken pen and got "the birds" to go in for yummy snacks. Since I didn't have the "roof" secured yet, I didn't attempt to slam the gate. They would have escaped and never, ever ventured near that place again. Last evening, after the rooster had gone to bed in the tree tops, Peabody made a break for it. Down the driveway, over the gate, and into the middle of the street where, lucky for her, drivers actually stopped. . . .
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Posted by weeder1 Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens on 2007-06-17, 17:43:29
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Apologies to Harry McClintock, the first known person to record this song. Click
here if you aren't familiar with Big Rock Candy Mountain.

I give to you "Big Mulch Chicken Mountain". . . .
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Posted by meresy_g Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens, mulch on 2007-06-05, 18:44:44
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Chooks in the garden.
I was going to write about worm-sex, but I don't want to get myself wedged into a blogging niche that might seem unsavory. It was really cool though. Saturday night we had a long sustained rain....not too heavy, but just right. I went out with a flashlight to lock the chickens in for the night and there were worms everywhere! In the garden, there were worms extending over a foot from their holes and then meeting up with other worms similarly stretched. And they were touching and where they were touching was all gooey and gross and it was happening ALL OVER MY GARDEN! I totally watched for like 20 minutes. . . .
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Posted by meresy_g Reblogged by Old Roses to Gardens, beneficials, chickens on 2007-05-16, 06:20:07
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Need a laugh?? Who doesn't! Read Meresy_g's post about her broody hen here. If you don't know what a broody hen is, it will also be enlightening to read the comments too!
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Posted by Kati Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens, whimsy on 2007-05-04, 00:44:23
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So last Thursday evening, I went into the chicken coop around dusk to collect eggs and shut them in for the night and Claire was still on the nest. Not normal for a chicken to still be on the nest in the evening. I made a mental note to check her out the next morning, already becoming paranoid as to what this might mean. The next morning she was on the nest as well. She looked uncomfortable and seemed to be flexing her nether regions....y'know, where the eggs come out. . . .
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Posted by meresy_g Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens on 2007-04-11, 16:48:10
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Did anyone catch Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall's new show, The River Cottage Treatment, tonight? I thought it was excellent. This was a complete departure from the format of his previous shows, but still the same enthusiastic Hugh. He took a group of people who loved fast food - in tonight's case, cheap joints of chicken as served at your local greasy takeaway - and showed them how he raised, killed and cooked his own chickens in a bid to convince them that factory farmed hens were not a good buy - for them or for the chickens. It was fascinating to see...
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Here's a picture of the chicks at work. The juice can is to give a better idea of their size.
We had a scare with the chickens yesterday. I went outside to put them back into their pen after their free range period and they both flew off. Ramona flew up into a tree. I found a stick with a sort of handle on the end and was able to coax her onto the stick and remove her from the tree. . . .
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Posted by La Gringa Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens on 2006-10-08, 23:19:37
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Butterfly sex apparently.
Not sure what this is. They're face to face.
Big fat bee.
Hummingbird moth. There must have been 50 of these on that bush on Sunday.
Okay, not butterflies, but very happy chickens. Out all day. Chickens have the cutest butts. The Buff on the left looks like she has little feathery pantaloons on. So cute. And man do they love tomatoes. Flash the yellow plastic collander (used to collect tomatoes) and those chickens would follow you to the ends of the earth.
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Posted by meresy_g Reblogged by Old Roses to butterflies, chickens on 2006-07-25, 15:07:41
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While wondering around the Valle this afternoon, I ran into a friend of mine who relayed a message from the chickens at the Sustainable Development Farm that their feeling were hurt because I post this photo last week. Apparently, I stripped them of a bit of their dignity. Sigh.
So I went to the farm a little while ago and sat on the grass outside the fence and personally apologized. Just so you know. . .
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Posted by Marie Freeman Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens on 2006-06-22, 23:13:13
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...but they kinda look stupid in flight. . .
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Posted by Marie Freeman Reblogged by Old Roses to chickens on 2006-06-15, 23:11:58
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