Foiled!

Foiled!

I mentioned recently that the weather here has been unseasonably warm (the warmest January on record).  It has been so warm, in fact, that four of my hens decided it was spring and went broody at the end of December, and several others started moulting not 

A Good Egg

A Good Egg

Here it is, the thing I have dreamed of for so many years – a fresh, homegrown egg from my own hens!! The layer of this beauty remains a mystery, but I have my suspicions.  It was just laying there in the middle of the 

The Scoop on the Coop

The Scoop on the Coop

Well, we have finally finished the coop enough that I decided it was time to tell you a bit about our summer project. We’re pretty pleased with how it turned out, considering that it’s made almost entirely out of leftovers from our house.  The only 

Sour Puss

Sour Puss

Ours is a family that loves big flavors.  Salty, bitter, spicy, sour – you name it, we love it.  Even the kids adore things like garlic, dijon mustard, kalamata olives, and tonic water, which is a dream for me, ’cause there’s no way I’d enjoy 

My Summer So Far

My Summer So Far

It almost seems unnecessary to explain my absence anymore – it’s pretty much a given that there will be a good month or more between posts these days. Here’s a brief update. We’ve been busy working on “outside” things while the weather is good, namely 

Hen Pecked

Hen Pecked

We had our first case of picking among the chicks today. We have noticed them jostling for dominance lately, establishing the pecking order of the group, but this afternoon things went a little farther than it should have. Sometime between my afternoon visit and when 

Chick Update

Chick Update

I woke up to the sound of rain this morning and did a little happy dance. It’s been well over a month since we’ve had any precipitation here (except for a couple of minor sprinkles that didn’t even get the ground wet), so my garden 

Babies

Babies

As if there weren’t enough things to distract me from blogging, having a box or peeping fluffballs to watch certainly doesn’t help! The post office in Blaine, WA, called bright and early last Monday (6:15 to be exact), to let us know that the chicks 

Chicken Run Around

One of our (my) main reasons for leaving the city was that local bylaws didn’t allow us to have a flock of backyard chickens (of course, less than a year after we moved, they changed the rules).Once we got our occupancy permit for the new