Learn to ride a bicycle. You will not regret it if you live. - Mark Twain
Tomorrow is the annual PPD triathalon, which includes a 100 mile bike ride that goes right past our house.
Here is what the riders will see:
| GAAAAAAH Big Chicken Ahead!!!!! |
The organizers do have a sense of humor.
I also got a shot of lake creek as I walked by
| What is beyond the tree line? |
I have spent the last two days playing bridge in various places, so did not bother to blog. Today I had to go to Wilmington to pick up chicken food and then I swung by Silver Coast Winery to pick up my quarterly bottles. It is a great day to stay in and drink red wine. It is kinda overcast, gloomy, halloweeny weather.
There is a good chance of frost tomorrow PM and as the enviro people screwed up my order, I don't have my plastic panels for the porch yet. So I have to drag all of the plants inside. I don't know where I will put them cause many are in huge pots. I also have a very confused iris, that has decided to bloom now.
| It's spring, right? |
All of the leaves have started to turn and are dropping. Our front "yard" is starting to look like a giant leaf pile. I don't bother to rake them anymore cause there are too many. They eventually blow away or turn to mulch, so I just let them hang around. Sometimes I go around and just kick them like good old Charlie Brown.
Minion has ceased to brood so I have no broody chickens left but now several are molting, so the egg count is still down. I have one laying behind the carport shed door.
| hen at work |
Minion is also still limping, although I can find nothing outwardly wrong with her foot. Not sure what to do about this. She still gets around OK, but I don't know what would happen if she should happen to meet a predator. Like JW. He's been really mean to her lately. Probably because I favor her and give her treats.
The baybay rooster is getting to be a real handful. He is trying to take on the adult hens for food rights. I think he and JW are going to be having fights when the time comes. I would like to keep him, though, so I have protection for all my hens. Haven't got a name for him yet.
All for now.
Bak Bak
As for that bay bay rooster........you take a chicken and you kill it and you put it in a skillet and fry it to a golden brown...I'm sure there's someone at your church that loves to eat dead chicken on Sunday afternoon. I think that's why God made as many roosters as hens, each hen doesn't need her own rooster so that most of them are for dinner.
ReplyDeleteFrom everything I have read, a rooster can't handle more than 5-6 hens, and if I had had two roosters, maybe I wouldn't have lost a hen to the hawk, but the rooster, which is their job. So I want two. And no human will ever eat one of my chickens. It would be like cannibalism, cause they are like my kids. Just sayin.
ReplyDeleteOOOH hard core.