Archive for the ‘Chickens’ Category
November 5, 2016
Lavender Orpington Hens and a Blue Wheaten Rooster
A friend has some lavender Orpington hens just coming into laying age.
Rose Lowell gave her one of the Blue Wheaten Roosters for her flock.
We are all wondering how gorgeous the babies from this mix will be.
Here’s a little video:
Turkey Tracks: April 26, 2015
Rose Cooks For the Weekend
Stephen Pennoyer and Mark White moved the chicken coop to Rose Thomas’s La Dolce Vita Farm Saturday morning.
It took two trips (bless their souls), but the coop is so happy to be on flat ground once again. (It’s made by Roots and Coops.)
And see the coop wheels all pumped up? Stephen got some product you spray inside flat wheels that pumps them up AND coats the inside so that the tire STAYS pumped up.
I came over after I went to the dump–and after Stephen and Mark’s second run–to show Rose the ins and outs of the coop.
Rose bakes and cooks for Saturday morning, and her customer line was slowing down when I came:
Here’s her Facebook post for today–Il Forno (The Oven) at Dolce Vita Farm:
Good Morning Everyone! Today I am opening with fresh hot Bacon and Egg cups, Morning Glory muffins, Hot coffee from Green Tree and loads of fresh breads to include: Pain di mais (sourdough cornbread), Semolina, Whole wheat sourdough, Lt Wheat pecan/raisin, and regular cornbread with corn and bacon. There is also ricotta/cheese cakes with almond biscotti crusts and my fab Oatmeal everything cookie. Todays entree is Seafood Chowdha with shrimp, scallops and haddock.
Have a great day everyone!
Dolce Vita Farm and Bakery
488 Beach Road
Oh my. You should see Rose’s beautiful food:
Hot Bacon and Egg cups:
Ricotta cheese cake:
BIG Morning Glory muffins and very interesting corn cakes:
Here’s Rose with puppy Ivy–whose face looks like a Teddy Bear’s:
I got a cup of coffee and we walked about.
My chickens are still staying close to each other, and they still recognize my voice. They also recognized their old coop:
Pumpkin is VERY happy at Rose’s:
I’ll be getting these at Rose’s now:
She’s going to use the coop first to pen Pumpkin with her three remaining Blue Wheaten hens and “Baby” her best broody hen to see if she can get more of this wonderful breed.
I went home with a bacon/egg cup, a quart of DELICIOUS chowder, and two of the corn cakes.
And I’ll be back next Saturday morning for sure.
Turkey Tracks: March 21, 2015
Mid-March Project Update
Ironically, today is the first day of spring.
And it is warmer, but it’s also snowing outside.
Though it’s wet and dreary, my heart has been warmed by Kathleen Nixon’s visit for my birthday.
She was to have come yesterday, but the storm grounded flights, so she arrived bright and cheerful at noon today. We had a sushi lunch at Mr. Wat’s, a coffee at Zoots, and will have what will be a wonderful dinner at the Hartstone Inn (thanks to Gina Caceci). Tomorrow we’re going to a special showing of the uncut version of LAWRENCE OF ARABIA at The Strand in Rockland, Maine (where we’ll have some POPCORN). Afterwards, we’ll have an early dinner at Mirandas in Rockland–a favorite place for both of us. I have to let her go on Monday, but will take her down to Portland and will do some errands on the way home.
I have been working on the big quilt this past week. It just needs one more border:
Which is almost done:
This is a VERY BIG quilt…
Here are some close-ups:
AND this one, which shows how much of my focus fabric I’ve been able to use:
It’s interesting and inspired by Kaffe Fasset’s low-contrast style of quilting. AND by the American Patchwork and Quilting Magazine’s low contrast “quilt along” of last year.
This year their challenge is to work with four patches–and the above quilt actually uses a lot of four patches. BUT, I am much more intrigued by the four-patches on point that Bonnie Hunter is making for her part in the magazine’s challenge. So, these patches have become my current leader/ender project.
I have no idea how Bonnie is going to set hers, and I’m hoping she will do a “reveal” on April 3rd, the end of the challenge. If not, I’ll open my EQ7 quilting design program and get to work.
Here’s a close-up.
I have 20 blocks done now, but truthfully, I could just disappear from the world and sew these fun blocks until I drop.
Remember that I have a whole box of two-inch squares that need using…
Maybe I’ll do a marathon session and sew these into light/dark four patches…
Meanwhile, the chickens are out every day now and hang out at my quilting room windows where they try to talk to me:
Barb Melchiskey challenged our group to complete one UFO for our May challenge meeting. I have a handful of planned quilt projects all folded up together. This one is at least nine years old:
And it’s pretty fabric that I still like:
It wants to be a quilt for a male person…
And I have one in mind…
So, I will start it when the big blue quilt is…quilted.
Happy spring everyone!
Turkey Tracks: March 9, 2015
Wild Turkeys in Spring Video
I know I’ve put up many videos about the wild turkeys and the chickens.
But, it’s spring, and the turkeys have formed a large flock again–and will start mating. I am encouraged by how many have survived February 2015. I can’t imagine what they managed to eat–beyond my bits of sunflower seeds.
The chickens are wild with delight to be allowed out of the coop/cage. This time of year is ALWAYS a risk for them. You saw the shots of one getting stuck in the snow pack posted yesterday. Her feet, by the way, seem to be hurt, but not lethally hurt. And fox is having babies now and will need to feed those babies. Life is always already risky, isn’t it…
Turkey Tracks: March 8, 2015
Chicken Stuck in Snow
Today dawned to be beautiful. Warm and sunny. Warm for Maine that is.
It was warm enough for the chickens to agree to come out of their cage/coop.
We are all feeling the rising sap and energy of SPRING, even though the snow pack out here is still about four feet thick.
I dug out the flap to the chicken coop, propped open the coop roof, and out they came to eat the mealy worm and sunflower seed treats.
Back inside, while eating my breakfast and making plans for a run up to Belfast, I saw that the rooster and a few of the hens were up on the upper porch.
When I got back from Belfast, I checked on the flock.
Here’s what I saw up on the hill:
I called, and she craned her head, but did not move.
Here’s a closer view:
Something had spooked her, and she had flown up into the snow pack and gotten herself stuck.
There was nothing to do but go get her.
She is fully exposed and a “sitting duck” chicken waiting for a predator.
Out came the snow shoes:
I had to fit them to the larger boots I got just before John died. I figured it out. Thank heavens I have a good pair. They were a birthday gift from John in 2004 when we knew we were moving to Maine.
The chickens, as always, milled about, trying to help.
(The turkeys have spread the old chicken bedding out over the banks and paths.)
I got to her, after working my way around the large white pine. I was able to take advantage of the paths the turkeys and the dogs have made in the snow. And, yes, sister Susan, I took my cell phone.
I poked her with the long end of the ski pole, and she didn’t move. Yep. Her feet were stuck. I climbed the hill to her and picked her up. She was limp and scared and probably somewhat dehydrated.
She could not walk when I put her on the turkey/dog path–and by this time the rest of the flock had followed me.
Were her feet just numb, or were they frozen or badly frost bitten. Hens do have a way of going limp when they are scared.
I have no idea how long she had been stuck.
I carried her under my arm back the way I came and put her through the flap to the coop. She ducked inside, so she could walk.
But, as I stopped at the edge of the porch to take off the snow shoes (they have wicked grippers on the bottom), I saw that she had followed me and that her feet were turning a dark red…
…so I don’t know how badly she might be hurt.
Time will tell.
She was eating.
Turkey Tracks: February 15, 2015
Inside the Chicken Coop: February 2015
The sun just came out for a few minutes.
The wind gusts have stopped.
Blizzard 2 of 2015 veered 50 or so miles to the east, which made it mostly miss us in the Camden, Maine, area.
We got blowing snow with only about 4 to 5 inches accumulation and high winds. The storm hit southern Maine and the Bar Harbor area north of us pretty hard though.
I took my chickens a bowl of warm food a bit ago. Here’s a video of them inside the coop:
You can see that the bedding is really beat up. I keep adding more, but I have no where to put old bedding at the moment. Clean up of the cage/coop is going to be a tough job this spring. The door to the left leads into their cage. And you can also see that the frost bite on the roosters comb has almost healed.
This coop is getting really beat up. I’m hoping Stephen Pennoyer will help me repair it this spring…
Or we will come up with a different kind of coop–maybe placed up against the side of the house…
Here’s a pic of all the snow around and on the coop:
And here are the eggs you just saw in the coop. Aren’t they pretty?
One (or more?) of the hens is occasionally laying a tiny egg. I have not seen this before now. I broke one open, and there was a tiny, tiny yellow yolk in the white inside.
Turkey Tracks: February 14, 2015
Chicken Love, Lovey Love
It was -15 on friend Gail’s garden thermomenter this morning. She’s in Camden, which is lower than where I love. Just the kind of “valley” place where the temps were predicted to be the lowest.
It was -8 on my thermometer when I went to bed last night. And -3.5 when I got down to the kitchen around 8. The girls and I snugged in a big longer. I didn’t want to open the chicken coop until the temps had come up a bit anyway. All the turkeys were in the yard paths when I went out to dip some sunflower seeds on the front deck.
The sun was out–which brought the temps up quickly. When I went to the garage to get more chicken food and down the hill to the mailbox, it was about 15–which felt almost warm. Ah, the relativity of…low temps.
Now, the sky is snow white.
Snow is coming hard off and on…
I took the chickens some “love” early morning: a big bowl filled with some old bacon I had that needed frying, all the grease from the fried bacon, some raw hamburger, and some warmed milk.
Nothing says love to chickens in the cold like warm food–something I have learned from Rose Thomas, aka “Chicken Rose” in my family as I am the lucky friend of TWO Rose’s.
Then I came in and made myself, aka Lovey, a hearty breakfast: a delicious grapefruit half, two fresh eggs, fabulous local bacon, real butter on the GF toast, and homemade blackberry jam from blackberries picked last summer.
I am one happy woman this morning.
Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone!