My Pets Make My Breakfast......that's what my latest acquired t-shirt says and it's true. :)
Early last summer I decided I wanted chickens. I had visions of going out to the chicken house in my pretty floral mud boots while wearing my cute vintage apron and collecting just laid fresh eggs in my charming old egg basket. For months I searched for the perfect "chicken house" because you see, I didn't want just any old coop for my girls. It had to be romantic, sweet and charming. Finally I saw the perfect house advertised on Craig's list and I called immediately. I got to it first and later found out she had people waiting in line for this adorable playhouse. It had been built by her father for his grand-children who were now grown and they no longer had a use for it. I thought it was just perfect for a romantic roost. It even had a covered front porch with decorative trim, a front Dutch door and three screened in windows. We built a bump out on one side for the laying boxes and a safe run on the other side. I added a flower box to the front window and it even has a mailbox where I store chicken essentials. Just for fun I put a kitty cat birdhouse on the top of it, which birds have already built in this Spring. We are still in the process of "landscaping" our little house. We put in our chicken order with an acquaintance from our church who raises all kinds of feathered friends. In late September we got the call the young chicks were ready to come live with us. Our little grand-daughter, Boo, heavily into the Disney Princesses, named them. Snow, Ella and Belle.
Our chickens are known as Easter Eggers and lay a beautiful blue/green egg, not unlike a Robin's egg. I never knew chickens were so interesting and so much fun, each having their own distinct personalities. Ella is the smallest but is the most inquisitive and fears nothing. She comes running (ever seen a chicken run?....too funny) the minute she hears the back door open. Belle follows Ella and they are as thick as thieves. And Snow is the first to bed and first to breakfast every day. Her favorite spot is on a perch by the window so she can watch the world go by. And I have learned that green grapes, corn kernels and my first failed attempt at making French Macaron cookies. are their favorite treats.
We get wholesome nutritious eggs every morning. Some call the egg the perfect food. It's contained in it's own little protective packaging and is full of essential amino acids, vitamins, minerals and fatty acids. Backyard raised chickens have firmer whites and bright orange yolks and have a more robust taste than store bought eggs. Chickens also provide natural insect control. Scratching for bugs aerates the soil and breaks down larger pieces of vegetation, accelerating the decomposition process. As they 'hunt and peck' around the yard, they gobble up garden pest bugs as nutritious treats. And did I mention, they make the most fabulous fertilizer?
Watching their chicken-y behaviors every day, I have truly learned where such terms as "she rules the roost", "pecking order", "chicken scratch", "mother hen" and "broody" originated. They truly are delightful creatures. I never imagined I would watch mesmerized by the antics of my chickens. And it seems the interest and delight of having chickens is a growing phenomenon. In this growing world of mass produced living, it seems it's the special touches that sometimes make the day. It's the details or fine points of life that keep bringing us back for more, like getting to collect my fresh eggs everyday. As a new backyard chicken enthusiast I urge you to try it and have your own little "hen party".
Bringing the hen house home
Ready for Occupancy
The girls have their own mailbox and outside sitting chair and table for afternoon tea and grapes. You are welcome to drop them a note.
A kitty cat bird house on top of the "bird house". :)
We had to teach Ben that the girls were his new sisters.....not to chase them.
There's more than one to give "the bird".......just turn your tail feathers up! :)
And here's my pitiful attempt at using the video feature on my newest camera. It's bad....really bad, but I hope you get a kick out of it. It's only 20 seconds long. My oh my does my voice really sound Southern here. Oh wait...I am Southern. I sound like Paula Deen y'all. Cluck cluck! LOL... Enjoy!