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Guinea eggs!?

I was working in the greenhouse and a hen started making a big commotion BaBWOCK!  BaBWOCK!! (etc-)

I looked out just in time to see a red hen (chicken) on the perch of the high rise guinea house, just before she took off.  She was most likely shrieking about her imminent long flight, like she was on the high dive board.

I turned back to work, and then it occurred to me – What was she doing up there?  Could she be laying eggs in the guinea house?!

I got a step ladder, climbed up to see, and sure enough, she WAS laying in the guinea house.  For a few days.  Well THAT helps explain the loss in egg production I was troubled by.

But hark.  She´s not the only one laying in there!  There are lovely pale brown pointy guinea eggs in there too!  What a sweet little nest.

Cool.  Guinea eggs!  She´s not laying in the woods after all.

Nice to know at least the guinea hen knows how to go inside her coop, even if she does sleep outside no matter the weather.

As for the chicken hen, what a cuckoo!


Coop Infiltration

I go to collect eggs, and what the? I find a Silkie egg in the coop:


There’s a Silkie laying eggs in the big hens’ coop.  Not only that, she’s laying them in the nest box where the others do. This must be the place for eggs.

This is amazing to me that one of the hens got it into her head to walk up the ramp of a coop she’s never been in, in the dark, where the residents are twice her size, and decide that’s the right place to lay an egg.



Dinosaurs among us

HW came running to get me.  “You have to come look at this!”

He ran back all the way down our path to next to the garden, and in the grass right next to the path, there was this:

20160714_175714My instinct was of course to immediately lean down to touch it, an instinct I luckily arrested halfway there, freezing in place.   No!  Don’t touch!

Apparently, that big snapping turtle that lives in the culvert on the road, that’s been too wily (and fast) for me to catch on camera before, decided to walk up here, apparently headed for the garden, and got intercepted at a path.  20160714_175746She’s not happy about it.20160714_175704More than likely, she is  a she, looking for a place to lay some eggs.

Behind her, there is a path cut through the weeds, showing exactly where she came from.  20160714_175838

Since it’s been so dry and she walked a half klick from the creek, I left a bowl of water, and after a brief photo shoot, we left her alone.

What a prehistoric creature!  Turtles are so…different, and ancient.  It’s like looking at a dinosaur come to life.


An hour later, the turtle was gone.  Her path did not continue, so she either retraced her steps exactly in disgust after the attention, or walked along our path for a time before she left it into the woods, weeds, or garden (more likely).  Who knows!