While I’ve been gone over the holidays, my husband has been grabbing chickens.
He spends quite a bit of time holding Cheeks the house chicken, who seems determined to remain designated house chicken indefinitely, I’m no trouble. No trouble at all!, but also grabbing “wild chickens” in the greenhouse, to cuddle them against their will.
I was sneaky; I was posting chicken pictures while I was away. But I’m back home and everyone is fine, including the 10 little unseasonal chicks. They’re bigger than they were.
Also, I’ve started producing new content at my new location: https://steempeak.com/@selka. You might recognize some of the initial stories:)
So far the platform is so easy to use that it’s like finally getting a drink when you’re thirsty. I’m so ready to say goodbye to WordPress. When I make the switch, the web link happyharvest.ca will just point over there, instead of here, so that little will be affected. I’ll have to confirm that email subscribers aren’t affected either.
For a bit I’ll post on both, until it’s time to switch. I’ll be keeping you posted (harhar).
I will keep this site alive always, so that all of the stuff stays here, but I’m going to stop paying for it, so ads will come back on, etc.
OMG! I just noticed she seems to have a bit of a crossed bill! I hope that doesn’t get too far. I like Nosey.
Don’t worry, Nosey. She’s about half grown up now so will probably not have advanced crossed beak. I haven’t had any crossbills before, only hens from the store that had clipped, aka mutilated beaks. So sad.
This little rooster is cerebrally challenged. In other words, he’s kinda dumb.
The last surviving rooster of the refugees from the horrible, terrible chicken place (all the hens recovered and relearned how to chicken, although they are all super small), he gets to stay in with the hens because of his beautiful colouring and mild, meek attitude. His brains, on the other hand, leave something to be desired.
The Colonel is at large in the GH, still the ruler of the roost, and boy is he kept busy teaching the young roos some manners. One flying drop kick at a time.