Hatched!

Earlier this summer we had a chicken that went broody. She wouldn’t leave the nesting box and every time we went to collect eggs from underneath her, she pecked us.
My children convinced me to let the chicken set on the eggs and hatch them. I agreed to it thinking nothing would happen. 21 days later, Rachel went out to collect eggs and heard a little squeaking. Lo and behold we have a baby chick!
The kids were so excited. We moved mom and baby to their own little area in the coop and momma was quite protective of that little chick. She shielded the chick whenever any of us came around or if another chicken tried to come close.
All we’ve done to care for this little chick and momma is make sure they have enough food and water, and momma chicken does all the work.


We don’t have to worry that the chick is warm enough or getting enough food. It’s been much easier hatching a chick than I originally thought. We may have to do this again sometime.

These days this little chick is about 3 months old and growing like a weed. She still sticks by her momma even though there are many times that Momma tries to ditch her. It’s pretty fun to watch this pair around the yard. So, what do you think? Hen or too?

The Heat is On!

With even the slightest hint of spring and a little warmer weather coming we got outside as soon as we could. Being cooped up all winter is no fun!

     

My parents came to town to help out with a little yard work, but there was more than a little. There's so much yard work to do around here that they are making a special trip this fall to help out with pruning and and cleaning.

I think my mom secretly wishes she was a chicken farmer. She had so much fun watching chickens and collecting eggs while she was in town. Maybe when she comes back she can clean the poop off their perches. Then we'll see if she still wants a chicken farm. As soon as the weather warmed up we cleared out a space in our wood pile area to get our planting started. We got the dirt tilled and even planted some seeds and onion starts. My lovely husband likes to take risks and this year I'm not sure if the risk was good or bad. The ground seemed to stay cold a little longer than we were hoping and I think some of our seeds didn't like that, so they didn't grow. We ended up re-planting a few things that never came up.

       

While my parents were in town we also celebrated my Lutheran Stud's birthday. He was pretty happy to get this tractor sprinkler.

We couldn't wait to get up and moving either, so planting the garden could not have come a more perfect time. Who would have thought that watching a sprinkler could be so entertaining?