Sunday, March 27, 2016


The Easter Bunny has a decidedly mischievious streak.

And Rambo does not approve.

Of course, it's hard to say what Brahmas do approve of, as they wear a dour expression 24/7.

Unless it's food, of course.  Food always meets chicken approval.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Spring And Poultry...

Some of my new landscaping has shaken off Winter it seems...

Especially the Cameo Scarlet Quince!
Pretty little things!

Meanwhile, the annual Shearing Of The Chicken Dignity has swooped down upon the chickens.  Dirty looks abound.
They actually got off light this year as I've honed my chicken butt shearing technique and they don't look *quite* like they've been attacked by a rabid blind woman with hedge shears.

But hey, we have fertile eggs!

Jellybean isn't convinced I'm done however, and keeps her butt firmly up against the wire to ward off further indignities.

...and gives me some fierce 100 proof Kraienkoppe Chicken Glare to seal the deal.

Meanwhile, Fran and Silver, two of the 14 year old ladies who don't have to worry about such things any more, dustbathe in the sun...
...while for mysterious reasons known only to her, Tingle stands there fascinated with her foot.

Hopefully broodiness is ramping up for Chickam.  Here, Bubbles attains Chicken Zen and practices her 1000 yard stare.

But Pie remains skeptical of the golf ball Broody Boosters.
In the end, the golf balls were carefully and dutifully tucked under themselves by each hen and happily sat upon.