tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9049990817563048652024-03-14T19:02:12.243-07:00Jack's HenhouseSmart-ass Southern California Mom/Writer/Origami fumbler. These days loving our never dull, often absurd family life in the Northern Nevada Eastern Sierra mountains...with LOTS of chickens. Fluent in Snark.Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.comBlogger850125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-72730631120749999602023-12-11T21:30:00.000-08:002023-12-11T21:30:53.896-08:00'Bright' Doesn't Do It Justice<div style="text-align: left;">Yeah, okay...</div><div style="text-align: left;">So the kid and I started setting up the tree. Tonight was just the 'lights' layer, tomorrow we'll start in on the ornaments.</div><div style="text-align: left;">And that new tree topper?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Suffice to say we could stand out front, wave it, and assist small aircraft to safely land.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP509tTq6Enl7qVNTdL1DmB_0JV0Rn-TWMIPiCofRsVyKR_SC1cWQlqfke4TgLwa0AkHI6GLzZ8GTFYscYgwXdkhy_5nL1iTRBkurBUEjf9Q1T0MKH_ZLBMPWO-jt3luSInHE2RdlYBAUNsgQhe3RVBNjis1BByRMp1uKYFW5h4EzewwBhIQ369FK3f-MB/s1000/20231211_210806%20-%20Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="530" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP509tTq6Enl7qVNTdL1DmB_0JV0Rn-TWMIPiCofRsVyKR_SC1cWQlqfke4TgLwa0AkHI6GLzZ8GTFYscYgwXdkhy_5nL1iTRBkurBUEjf9Q1T0MKH_ZLBMPWO-jt3luSInHE2RdlYBAUNsgQhe3RVBNjis1BByRMp1uKYFW5h4EzewwBhIQ369FK3f-MB/w340-h640/20231211_210806%20-%20Copy.jpg" width="340" /></a></div><p>I mean, <i>look </i>at the reflection off the ceiling!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoVFuneW7pjoOwQSzkVbJLnrSSGlVD9QdcR07F2X46s2Dhz_8Lh7ItGLF1FqVzyXwmEV6Hli3u58XL05z-XPzo9ZpD4OF4kThK0tarD6fAi8WYPYkT0MUYnb2-2Gov3fB0lWbk4HjU1vJkE0Dm1z0IdsI04lHkoA7G9GICOklZIplQPGlGnoNc_-EP1Lgn/s900/20231211_210821%20-%20Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="595" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoVFuneW7pjoOwQSzkVbJLnrSSGlVD9QdcR07F2X46s2Dhz_8Lh7ItGLF1FqVzyXwmEV6Hli3u58XL05z-XPzo9ZpD4OF4kThK0tarD6fAi8WYPYkT0MUYnb2-2Gov3fB0lWbk4HjU1vJkE0Dm1z0IdsI04lHkoA7G9GICOklZIplQPGlGnoNc_-EP1Lgn/w424-h640/20231211_210821%20-%20Copy.jpg" width="424" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: left;">I'm gonna swap out those clear bulbs for colored ones, for sure.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ridiculous, LOL.<br /></div><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-65089501297910065832023-12-10T21:41:00.000-08:002023-12-10T21:41:45.127-08:00The Ghosts Of Christmas Past...<p>Unpacking my Christmas junk this year, to say I SAVE EVERYTHING is a freakin' understatement.</p><p>I'm the queen of loving the old, ticky-tacky-crappy, ohsoshiny, unloveable stuff. The tackier, the better. The weird shit. I have a collection going back to my childhood, and regularly add to it from estate sales and thrift shops.</p><p>Firstly, dig the boxes out of the garage. Ornaments are NEVER stored in the garage, as I love my ornaments almost as much as I do my chickens. This is just the initial holiday layer, anyway. Lights, room decorations, outdoor lights...that kind of stuff.</p><p>And are you even a Christmas traditionalist if you don't keep your stuff in 9000 year old, weird boxes that you've been using since the dawn of time itself?</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo_NCAU-G8FdaGFr_PLVKvv9drT0YmwpqfpFzN4QYhpTcYCBcKcKRtZpzGP53jkU7r6G6BOmmzKEzhWEKTOFmR57h6UDDlPv_brxnoDVn2Mxhx_SfFUcYj4Ww0TetPFO9xfGIv-MEFhUOJUzoQjVcvyNqy0UIAqF00N9cFIKrWSA4CkyTU14dvhsbAnrWs/s900/Image017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="532" data-original-width="900" height="378" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo_NCAU-G8FdaGFr_PLVKvv9drT0YmwpqfpFzN4QYhpTcYCBcKcKRtZpzGP53jkU7r6G6BOmmzKEzhWEKTOFmR57h6UDDlPv_brxnoDVn2Mxhx_SfFUcYj4Ww0TetPFO9xfGIv-MEFhUOJUzoQjVcvyNqy0UIAqF00N9cFIKrWSA4CkyTU14dvhsbAnrWs/w640-h378/Image017.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>Box splits? Just run a few yards of packing tape around that sucker, because why get a new box? This one works fine!<p>But some things just can't last. This was my beloved tacky-shiny tree topper--don't ask me where I got it, some estate sale years ago. Original 1960's dohickey.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuuttfbLIVorc-jRXRv_wJpj2JEBAyBZLkDl95w_uwFiXKdIzGuf4JIPB4QjFB-cUZExNky4wQjTw6vTHLXSoW5efGwoHeaVmEB0GoZj13Du3xLOj_teHb01XutW97d7RYx3BDvSDFTpxRHds0jvpludCy1nYSvdfvcHAHuC6i6aFxbqztbOmhNJwMJh6o/s800/Image013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="772" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuuttfbLIVorc-jRXRv_wJpj2JEBAyBZLkDl95w_uwFiXKdIzGuf4JIPB4QjFB-cUZExNky4wQjTw6vTHLXSoW5efGwoHeaVmEB0GoZj13Du3xLOj_teHb01XutW97d7RYx3BDvSDFTpxRHds0jvpludCy1nYSvdfvcHAHuC6i6aFxbqztbOmhNJwMJh6o/w618-h640/Image013.jpg" width="618" /></a></div><p>But last year not only did the base break off, but the light strand refused to light (bad wire). I thought about getting a new light strand...but then realized it has ELEVEN lights. Not 12. What monster made this thing with a weird number of lights?! I still may scavenge it for parts, tho--those finger-stabber plastic flower thingeys are too cool, as are the pink light bulbs--not to mention that gold reflector in the middle.</p><p>In Target the other day, I round the corner...and low and behold, the successor to tackycrappy tree topper!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8RRqo7WCQ7VR0MKv7rkqUAnlhGtx-LCzHRiyiOwi0kTs0U-xO6ZdXsMHN1I1iUdzQ_t4Sg24FQQu8gqzXGNBbVbO4-82OQGRFQUX9NUFqSkGf9xHqZSQjDOCo-4q_B0GLOKYgPYgr8aP1QgQgYU59vuZPp5D9ha0en967p5OxTBsWJ0ikHNeqrotlvIaK/s900/Image012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="571" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8RRqo7WCQ7VR0MKv7rkqUAnlhGtx-LCzHRiyiOwi0kTs0U-xO6ZdXsMHN1I1iUdzQ_t4Sg24FQQu8gqzXGNBbVbO4-82OQGRFQUX9NUFqSkGf9xHqZSQjDOCo-4q_B0GLOKYgPYgr8aP1QgQgYU59vuZPp5D9ha0en967p5OxTBsWJ0ikHNeqrotlvIaK/w406-h640/Image012.jpg" width="406" /></a></div><p>And IT'S HUGE. When I saw it I swear I heard angels sing. <i>So</i> right up my alley.</p><p>And even better lit.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuLDF1aFV1nrXyaaTvn4W1pEJ63kMeuv63EgVgNpk__sXZg5IrQeZMmZyGlnv6DsIhqs15lXynaJ-ka85ESJT-7JeGDp39vusIzLSLV9r5qOiuCo_q2-2emhnsfxL0EWJaRbt9WTFWnrxBC9VJkKZetH4JafAm1F94RkegnnXH4uTJ1BnRxRB1ZrR6MRrx/s900/Image014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="755" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuLDF1aFV1nrXyaaTvn4W1pEJ63kMeuv63EgVgNpk__sXZg5IrQeZMmZyGlnv6DsIhqs15lXynaJ-ka85ESJT-7JeGDp39vusIzLSLV9r5qOiuCo_q2-2emhnsfxL0EWJaRbt9WTFWnrxBC9VJkKZetH4JafAm1F94RkegnnXH4uTJ1BnRxRB1ZrR6MRrx/w536-h640/Image014.jpg" width="536" /></a></div><p>I may swap out the clear bulbs for colored ones, gotta try it and see how it looks. </p><p>Not all joy, though. I had a creeping sense of dread recalling how tired I was last year when taking down the tree, and seemed to recall just shoving things in boxes to be done with it... <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU0v1q_QF8V_iU_r_RuBTppQGyfANHfPc9ExM38F0tZNohiAWZuu5cAeIgwZFO0KqQJ_-3E3ewPcpc1XTli_TLkdKtzFBVhXtY7yVab8oGZpMc_BNgTkS7qh2s0iw8p1ApXvtQcMfqUckovq4siz1KW58NCfyD23Wm8OcF1BES1FSkNvAWNoHUAl78pSuY/s871/Image015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="694" data-original-width="871" height="510" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU0v1q_QF8V_iU_r_RuBTppQGyfANHfPc9ExM38F0tZNohiAWZuu5cAeIgwZFO0KqQJ_-3E3ewPcpc1XTli_TLkdKtzFBVhXtY7yVab8oGZpMc_BNgTkS7qh2s0iw8p1ApXvtQcMfqUckovq4siz1KW58NCfyD23Wm8OcF1BES1FSkNvAWNoHUAl78pSuY/w640-h510/Image015.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>AUGH!!!</p><p>Yup, ball o' tree lights. Spent a merry fifteen minutes or so grumbling swear words at myself, phrases included 'You dumbshit' and other well-deserved phrases.</p><p>By the way, the white lights that have FIVE cords going to each damned light is a giant strand of programmable chaser lights that have all kinds of effects. Surprisingly, once I get the tree decorated that 50 miles or so of white cord hides pretty well.</p><p>But the prize of the day from spelunking in the Christmas boxes was for sure this thing, which I had frankly forgotten I'd owned. This was how people did things in 1981 before the days of the sequenced lights so common now. I've never used it. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8iv1lyIIpLAu3-xMJ0sySCq3twGJpc5tY6-kNy8J_wGolg68xdm9Fq2exoatGSFjBOsIoOq98IT9gcQJnQmDe3lDWsH87RBFgEN7S24BHSbQ5mrEeYu-LUT9xJ52kNSxEIx01Kx29dlm3APLzCiN4NfoXZCXyjomrlmuKxtMNBeBfrb0CL2AVU0xwSeP/s900/Image035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="546" data-original-width="900" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8iv1lyIIpLAu3-xMJ0sySCq3twGJpc5tY6-kNy8J_wGolg68xdm9Fq2exoatGSFjBOsIoOq98IT9gcQJnQmDe3lDWsH87RBFgEN7S24BHSbQ5mrEeYu-LUT9xJ52kNSxEIx01Kx29dlm3APLzCiN4NfoXZCXyjomrlmuKxtMNBeBfrb0CL2AVU0xwSeP/w640-h388/Image035.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>The D-LITE MODEL 100!</p><p>You can tell it's modern, because they boldly put 'Disco' right out there on the front of the box, God help us.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeJbcAUn13XH1wmtlGvASGvVAwpxgjmmxWw-19p9VblKiJyUXZBfaO-qDJfYl8Bz7rPQADrC8OTMFmtIB3Fv8saSlFsrrAALzGis_64NBqfb0hJk91t7bjC0F0awIZonqlTTnIljWWM1KhEDUB8mzwHkfKCOsOXFmPdN5Li6PRw8nwD8dHYZffhyRbFZ6O/s900/Image036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="421" data-original-width="900" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeJbcAUn13XH1wmtlGvASGvVAwpxgjmmxWw-19p9VblKiJyUXZBfaO-qDJfYl8Bz7rPQADrC8OTMFmtIB3Fv8saSlFsrrAALzGis_64NBqfb0hJk91t7bjC0F0awIZonqlTTnIljWWM1KhEDUB8mzwHkfKCOsOXFmPdN5Li6PRw8nwD8dHYZffhyRbFZ6O/w640-h300/Image036.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Sweet cover art.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRsSn6ASkG0fjox-9YnFcE2jqcN8UNZf4G_nX5h03H9ErXqa17oeuu6CgdEXdQnsyslEut_F52fN4d6cYcGAqmXfdoIJLdaVOF-pdKZh0pwopj2xAxNJ2mPs4YNOixPlwY0KHeCu92vREm6u2vFgV6W-zWHCAVHnTGLMnnsjhL2lkiv1ehem_V2Ycl0-UJ/s900/Image002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="629" data-original-width="900" height="448" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRsSn6ASkG0fjox-9YnFcE2jqcN8UNZf4G_nX5h03H9ErXqa17oeuu6CgdEXdQnsyslEut_F52fN4d6cYcGAqmXfdoIJLdaVOF-pdKZh0pwopj2xAxNJ2mPs4YNOixPlwY0KHeCu92vREm6u2vFgV6W-zWHCAVHnTGLMnnsjhL2lkiv1ehem_V2Ycl0-UJ/w640-h448/Image002.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Let's take this ten pound bad boy out of the box, shall we?</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPQ5e4pdOezd61fu7e0r7-cknIu8e-zFqjzBdbTkaB9KP052NwNo9e_eaoI2lrMYV90iWJb6GF-jHxMQTq2IrEzhlNDNo2R9j2ZzM2RDj0FOTkOTHzivSseqZILdmIPgxxdRuTXNogk0-op0upHtn26TA-ElQqfTCmiVXu-vZNC_MptphCrTijlqkRsGPU/s900/Image005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="548" data-original-width="900" height="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPQ5e4pdOezd61fu7e0r7-cknIu8e-zFqjzBdbTkaB9KP052NwNo9e_eaoI2lrMYV90iWJb6GF-jHxMQTq2IrEzhlNDNo2R9j2ZzM2RDj0FOTkOTHzivSseqZILdmIPgxxdRuTXNogk0-op0upHtn26TA-ElQqfTCmiVXu-vZNC_MptphCrTijlqkRsGPU/w640-h390/Image005.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>All the cords and bits are there...</p><p>The back. Note 'Made in Taiwan ROC', which I think Taiwan stopped putting on their products around the time this thing was made. See that double-ended cord with RCA plugs? <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXmX7qlrPKR_tbcX08S0D_uR1iQKEOrBBq-JMnTob2EiRg2C3e7FnBeCLk1b73Tt87EKmkmBAUUKcmffvajy3gAQoMFU65QRkv3-TokUsMws1CspgucV4mrR6W7nvrWjn1bcIgZshCFzAhwCe_UJk2Y9-E7haH5YZeJzNfC7fZIl6-63Ql-SpsyjyuiM4/s900/Image008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="653" data-original-width="900" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXmX7qlrPKR_tbcX08S0D_uR1iQKEOrBBq-JMnTob2EiRg2C3e7FnBeCLk1b73Tt87EKmkmBAUUKcmffvajy3gAQoMFU65QRkv3-TokUsMws1CspgucV4mrR6W7nvrWjn1bcIgZshCFzAhwCe_UJk2Y9-E7haH5YZeJzNfC7fZIl6-63Ql-SpsyjyuiM4/w640-h464/Image008.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Yeah, that's how you're gonna connect it to your stereo.</p><p>What? You don't have a stereo, much less one that uses RCA connections?</p><p>I do. An 800 pound big ol' Marantz receiver that I love to death. Seriously thinking about wiring this sucker into Christmas this year.</p><p>Also note the three H, M, L connections. To see what <i>that's</i> about, let's check the instructions.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnkuXXC42L04dM9YQcB7fDzDgVKOrcBpmm1H66NO1WWU6uMHDKRo3H_wvpAngnyIEt2yJW1yKpqhDRqKDkzJWY7hBSjU6waDBUSBLKyofH-GPW1W1n_n2EZMnNSqnjbbevlgXN3DShx5a_AOZ1fH6GkQPJEvCPTq-NbOaIg9SrRH-Q3M-KQlf40gHFAtZL/s900/Image009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="670" data-original-width="900" height="476" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnkuXXC42L04dM9YQcB7fDzDgVKOrcBpmm1H66NO1WWU6uMHDKRo3H_wvpAngnyIEt2yJW1yKpqhDRqKDkzJWY7hBSjU6waDBUSBLKyofH-GPW1W1n_n2EZMnNSqnjbbevlgXN3DShx5a_AOZ1fH6GkQPJEvCPTq-NbOaIg9SrRH-Q3M-KQlf40gHFAtZL/w640-h476/Image009.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Because yup, I got those TOO. And the warranty card, yowzer!</p><p>The instruction booklet is about eight pages long, fussy as hell and horribly labor intensive.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7nWYUgf7kBuYZiLzI5peKyyC0peX2x1hy1lmXHni240RBJ0aJR8GCWmn1c64sRYPDI4GhXTxooFyCS_Tb89w5HgGarKGJs4NABnua_5nMCUg2l-EoYIhSNaqT3E34TXhLNho5zo7Hfjn0PNya9nfRiVEgus59yICHmtMmDJGSwT7HhSe-DAgrAa5_fTP/s900/Image011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="497" data-original-width="900" height="354" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr7nWYUgf7kBuYZiLzI5peKyyC0peX2x1hy1lmXHni240RBJ0aJR8GCWmn1c64sRYPDI4GhXTxooFyCS_Tb89w5HgGarKGJs4NABnua_5nMCUg2l-EoYIhSNaqT3E34TXhLNho5zo7Hfjn0PNya9nfRiVEgus59yICHmtMmDJGSwT7HhSe-DAgrAa5_fTP/w640-h354/Image011.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>One of the first steps is to vandalize this thing and strip the cord down to bare wire so you can ram those wires into the speaker connections on the back of your receiver (this is how you hooked up speakers back in the day). The H, M, L is so you can wire your tree to light up differently in three zones! I mean, who <i>wouldn't </i>want that? But I especially like the part about using this thing with an AM radio. Modern technology, babies!</p><p>And yeah, it's not the most powerful thing on the planet. And today's tech is FAR superior.</p><p>But think how quaint and antiquated today's tech will be in 40 years.<br /></p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-24085783777737446702023-12-03T15:54:00.000-08:002023-12-03T15:54:42.673-08:00Eggroll...<p> So Eggroll the Blue-Laced Red Wyandotte rooster is now just shy of 8 months old and stands 2 feet tall. Haven't weighed him lately. I'm kind of afraid to.<br /></p><p>His crossbeak seems to have settled down, mostly staying the same right now. We keep it trimmed and it does NOT interfere with his eating.</p><p>At all.</p><p>He's very sweet and personable, and his BLR colors are gorgeous. And while the little meatwad still resists growing a tail, crowing, or chasing hens he's got one heck of a dinosaur head frill coming in.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9pK6vJsy_JwLSJaacooMlzNVJjq0xLDww1ZY_oP0sxvYP-9pBbCZ1KqsoFQgt8gSZhh03oM6jjNCObM7vMXGvhks4ukhYOtAB1X9imqdmQsDRNH_R2evHRLLgDZxBodHO4FHnfY9HYsW6vTQ0qlQRxTme9oFLvim9Ypt3oWTgCnRu4CgUZCBx8wOQr-e/s800/Image004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="574" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9pK6vJsy_JwLSJaacooMlzNVJjq0xLDww1ZY_oP0sxvYP-9pBbCZ1KqsoFQgt8gSZhh03oM6jjNCObM7vMXGvhks4ukhYOtAB1X9imqdmQsDRNH_R2evHRLLgDZxBodHO4FHnfY9HYsW6vTQ0qlQRxTme9oFLvim9Ypt3oWTgCnRu4CgUZCBx8wOQr-e/w460-h640/Image004.jpg" width="460" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQIDuZcz8OodgB8VHYJ1GrUk7_DCS45F7owuNYa48NlX28f-cBjzTyhQJpbucX64a-oV0FS-ApFE_0jV1CJGy0Z1dgY2HfayIlUzftEcYuc8qSaDu-o9Ak3ZoV9s_Sxm7B1rbatsVvITCq_0D7hI52lP3qZ_f1lTzHihrWWK5sMEg0PAqxhefMWZ0oreT/s800/Image003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="539" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQIDuZcz8OodgB8VHYJ1GrUk7_DCS45F7owuNYa48NlX28f-cBjzTyhQJpbucX64a-oV0FS-ApFE_0jV1CJGy0Z1dgY2HfayIlUzftEcYuc8qSaDu-o9Ak3ZoV9s_Sxm7B1rbatsVvITCq_0D7hI52lP3qZ_f1lTzHihrWWK5sMEg0PAqxhefMWZ0oreT/w432-h640/Image003.jpg" width="432" /></a></div><br /><p>So majestic*.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxY_lE5JNihlpMfOCl2KwjxC0csKlKHDRbzaczoUb3sow3h7WDdmbecwdf-EbLCY5IpHpdwqMWbGffFUqcF9_PyWsyiNLXqUSJZ5-oqjXs3Rvaoz3_M3MLbEsLj4C59GVxV3SLJPSF4LOKgdI2vyKqmgQbm9W3F5Uejl4xsqrID3uMfOPMuxAtuusqUYA0/s900/Image005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="663" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxY_lE5JNihlpMfOCl2KwjxC0csKlKHDRbzaczoUb3sow3h7WDdmbecwdf-EbLCY5IpHpdwqMWbGffFUqcF9_PyWsyiNLXqUSJZ5-oqjXs3Rvaoz3_M3MLbEsLj4C59GVxV3SLJPSF4LOKgdI2vyKqmgQbm9W3F5Uejl4xsqrID3uMfOPMuxAtuusqUYA0/w472-h640/Image005.jpg" width="472" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p>*Nope<br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-10154069368678102422023-10-15T21:41:00.001-07:002023-10-15T21:58:51.581-07:00Pumpkin Time On Chickam!<div style="text-align: left;">So this weekend we gave the chickens a fall treat--a pumpkin. Of course, it being <i>us</i> we stuck the webcam inside and ran Chickam all weekend so everyone could get a laugh.</div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;">They love the pumpkin! Spork the Barred Rock and Popcorn the Belgian d'Uccle/bantam Cochin mix demonstrate the proper technique: <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0gctKMpdtxhOMzvxhqVo8hGjgvhu9Z9tnp62BtbMYtLfXAKb9E28elyAC_TXYUDY3a2NVnH2n9S3XEJ7GrqwkunmKxDV5kzJ_Yn8gRkWuL9_JDMoBfKaQGO-EEu4qCQ6SLHzFO3qDvXbuXrsXB4M910O5SF2gzBaIn73HqOmT0MtFD0l2v4tw4YOlqyu/s1000/Image046.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="821" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0gctKMpdtxhOMzvxhqVo8hGjgvhu9Z9tnp62BtbMYtLfXAKb9E28elyAC_TXYUDY3a2NVnH2n9S3XEJ7GrqwkunmKxDV5kzJ_Yn8gRkWuL9_JDMoBfKaQGO-EEu4qCQ6SLHzFO3qDvXbuXrsXB4M910O5SF2gzBaIn73HqOmT0MtFD0l2v4tw4YOlqyu/w526-h640/Image046.jpg" width="526" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">And Pearl demonstrates what NOT to do--climb inside and get <i>stuck</i>, then have the pumpkin roll away with you and worry Bobbie the buff Brahma rooster (she was okay, just mortified and avoided the pumpkin afterward):</div><p><a href="https://youtu.be/ikita-hpUgI?si=Kr-ZP62wmE9t_El1" target="_blank">Pearl in a Pumpkin</a></p><div style="text-align: left;">Meanwhile, Eggroll is growing into a handsome rooboy, although slowly.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Beautiful saddle feathers and a proper dinosaur frill over his eyes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYOAD69MLRQoqFI643mH2TlusiXl7ClfrRtnWNTirqyEE8rlgIsxMSkzqr6Bi8Y34-w_dE1dsBhoIFl14GGJPn0m8wtDG2ARspZNdxc2WP9pktrX6bqSJ_KoOK1ZDJqC-SpjlZSLtmVkD8W4EMs-Xgy0jFS0b3-8362sikq2xlVjXrEZiAhDzBuZ0V7TgC/s1000/Image047.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="835" data-original-width="1000" height="534" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYOAD69MLRQoqFI643mH2TlusiXl7ClfrRtnWNTirqyEE8rlgIsxMSkzqr6Bi8Y34-w_dE1dsBhoIFl14GGJPn0m8wtDG2ARspZNdxc2WP9pktrX6bqSJ_KoOK1ZDJqC-SpjlZSLtmVkD8W4EMs-Xgy0jFS0b3-8362sikq2xlVjXrEZiAhDzBuZ0V7TgC/w640-h534/Image047.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: left;">...but still no tail.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcylq0lWHcfxVto9Y8-yDeEnp2RGgS-cRse0hPBYc_ELWZ4L6-XfC9diP6izJwhVyFXWn42j-RAnxsMu1ZsYZ0Cd8wcgfnE8Lzo1MNAhTjspR2mQg6lTD_dVUd6pnXQ2WgRZdbzg5bSxfwJxPKfj-FldREim6ppfOODWvSjirDh3ndtmRD_VAFJUIVgnH/s900/Image048.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="868" data-original-width="900" height="618" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDcylq0lWHcfxVto9Y8-yDeEnp2RGgS-cRse0hPBYc_ELWZ4L6-XfC9diP6izJwhVyFXWn42j-RAnxsMu1ZsYZ0Cd8wcgfnE8Lzo1MNAhTjspR2mQg6lTD_dVUd6pnXQ2WgRZdbzg5bSxfwJxPKfj-FldREim6ppfOODWvSjirDh3ndtmRD_VAFJUIVgnH/w640-h618/Image048.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">We're keeping that crossbill trimmed, but as you can see it doesn't interfere with him eating. AT ALL.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAEhvo1-ug9WPqqNNSPegwPOcDt-Qgs1c6Gev8T1HUfcSjUWScLzp9wTAQD42Yy6To9PNgU8gXxJBR699cerV3v82vgiBBYCSv_20Q4IJbf2mr9ApXi_A7mXOLy5GxFGwAJmLyEY829QAY5Ark8OlT0kTuA9p4btZIQyWXY24p4O_cBBw27QgxyXWVwVh8/s800/Image051.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="765" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAEhvo1-ug9WPqqNNSPegwPOcDt-Qgs1c6Gev8T1HUfcSjUWScLzp9wTAQD42Yy6To9PNgU8gXxJBR699cerV3v82vgiBBYCSv_20Q4IJbf2mr9ApXi_A7mXOLy5GxFGwAJmLyEY829QAY5Ark8OlT0kTuA9p4btZIQyWXY24p4O_cBBw27QgxyXWVwVh8/w612-h640/Image051.jpg" width="612" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9rUDxRUN77EPPublakiSwepy0MSPIn1nxkyoOTp605MVjZV8C0gijYVVmlfFQ2rTCeeFMc3_mgwR3g8zUNoNHCF4lYj0FLwgbf_fRxsRTE2ChbaSVVgb-E_MlKw6OLmVwb9HkHiCsON8zbqRfz8F_2HvR7CoDHTqvAFSoFuSp6WdrE2JNKulqcgXSNkju/s800/Image052.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="576" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9rUDxRUN77EPPublakiSwepy0MSPIn1nxkyoOTp605MVjZV8C0gijYVVmlfFQ2rTCeeFMc3_mgwR3g8zUNoNHCF4lYj0FLwgbf_fRxsRTE2ChbaSVVgb-E_MlKw6OLmVwb9HkHiCsON8zbqRfz8F_2HvR7CoDHTqvAFSoFuSp6WdrE2JNKulqcgXSNkju/w460-h640/Image052.jpg" width="460" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Derp.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhozIURUMPfAfi50zh_3YgDlvoOD7pWW6fTuM8lkWQgmoyN3_nHnyJFVnGZLD93i23asAdpxAsVu1w8W8snkLHgqL0HmdvR9ju363ZF8YsSHNCsbEfGCMSs9eFHzUsb1YzfTn0YwWB7zt_7zYDHM7G9CN2flVa0hGniHO_LMm2advW3ro326o1QSV67J15s/s800/Image050.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="530" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhozIURUMPfAfi50zh_3YgDlvoOD7pWW6fTuM8lkWQgmoyN3_nHnyJFVnGZLD93i23asAdpxAsVu1w8W8snkLHgqL0HmdvR9ju363ZF8YsSHNCsbEfGCMSs9eFHzUsb1YzfTn0YwWB7zt_7zYDHM7G9CN2flVa0hGniHO_LMm2advW3ro326o1QSV67J15s/w424-h640/Image050.jpg" width="424" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">The pumpkin at the end of the weekend:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMU9DETgcq4kbWL87cZl0bp06tS9FlkRxtlPTibl5wQb3Uvq9fBPKxZ4SbXUcVBI5C1yaNSPPL2CrkB676dyP9Jzwy6X_CMzbqOwR8TwFEKyYVIDPqpshz7GnzlO4NNcTfULNet1N6MIC8bmeVfdyFtnzzDUxSlVHmTnyQcQAQ9sz32fkF0A9Wf8axgqf/s800/Image043.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="694" data-original-width="800" height="556" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMU9DETgcq4kbWL87cZl0bp06tS9FlkRxtlPTibl5wQb3Uvq9fBPKxZ4SbXUcVBI5C1yaNSPPL2CrkB676dyP9Jzwy6X_CMzbqOwR8TwFEKyYVIDPqpshz7GnzlO4NNcTfULNet1N6MIC8bmeVfdyFtnzzDUxSlVHmTnyQcQAQ9sz32fkF0A9Wf8axgqf/w640-h556/Image043.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilmdqGRUEqLVw6dt3DKeEt1TaKC6M9NONJoKoYbmtG-ewo5gTnvXznBGddn4TdSP02qQPf6AQAfvzP1-tXM-jX5B4Qcxjc3tE3tEw1xAtmxb6u1HHggiOuQhWlrfKmqPT2fJayGOKo5lB_wwI8F40gaQSpL5XQF2uBt9lfe2VtSGO6-4JSVZ7WDLziP1CT/s800/Image045.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="800" height="630" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilmdqGRUEqLVw6dt3DKeEt1TaKC6M9NONJoKoYbmtG-ewo5gTnvXznBGddn4TdSP02qQPf6AQAfvzP1-tXM-jX5B4Qcxjc3tE3tEw1xAtmxb6u1HHggiOuQhWlrfKmqPT2fJayGOKo5lB_wwI8F40gaQSpL5XQF2uBt9lfe2VtSGO6-4JSVZ7WDLziP1CT/w640-h630/Image045.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-20551667397891885912023-10-13T18:56:00.003-07:002023-10-14T02:22:55.343-07:00Autumn At Jack's Henhouse...<p>The fall colors in the yard are very pretty this year. Got a few pics the other day as the sun was going down, hitting the back yard plants so they were just glowing...</p><p>The Contorted Redbud changing colors... <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilzZlkN9FdYDLsGa9_S1t-HI4FWICbGadVVO5odi0pOJD8Y7aD4fUj8GcMA0y_RY-z87bG_nXmC1JO_oVCWr-eFcKguRZFitdqcUDqYcxxy0EBv84CXtmeleAwp6eBRI8u97K_klL3pKu8i79QUhXHifpXt2AjP9AQIEaXIqhZMiq4p1IzwQhSpCqv41I2/s1000/Image004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="911" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilzZlkN9FdYDLsGa9_S1t-HI4FWICbGadVVO5odi0pOJD8Y7aD4fUj8GcMA0y_RY-z87bG_nXmC1JO_oVCWr-eFcKguRZFitdqcUDqYcxxy0EBv84CXtmeleAwp6eBRI8u97K_klL3pKu8i79QUhXHifpXt2AjP9AQIEaXIqhZMiq4p1IzwQhSpCqv41I2/w584-h640/Image004.jpg" width="584" /></a></div><p></p><p>The crape myrtle showing off its fruit.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQDmp5ubr1c7IgsJkEHTrDNq81zZQCRuASH3bbOLH9ZbCfa94VLWrDciOVXKugv1A6gkJpGwsivyRsa9ZZZCMB3jlyUsI6Q157GY4-f9GN-fqM4MW3CX9dlW_RmuOkrh1USOFI9AP2EJ8nB4bxewrdWbX3pmBusWRxbhqda8JWUDjYKronNyiATTgpgcYz/s1000/Image009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="892" data-original-width="1000" height="570" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQDmp5ubr1c7IgsJkEHTrDNq81zZQCRuASH3bbOLH9ZbCfa94VLWrDciOVXKugv1A6gkJpGwsivyRsa9ZZZCMB3jlyUsI6Q157GY4-f9GN-fqM4MW3CX9dlW_RmuOkrh1USOFI9AP2EJ8nB4bxewrdWbX3pmBusWRxbhqda8JWUDjYKronNyiATTgpgcYz/w640-h570/Image009.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-Kz2DzGVUQ46CncmvnrSnw3NXNrtv4kZCiuys5t9rDDdYmY3xjwRhpNKdQH631kzqg6YmpsvBeY4l4l2ncZLCekhypwHHtWgIzYvu8AHjbu2Sy2cvV3NtTtMlMhoO_gpWezeBDmaqqgcLP12PcUYXZNXmT_oZsa4xYg9vYYahe4lYcDgivX9yqWeanbC/s1000/Image008.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="734" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-Kz2DzGVUQ46CncmvnrSnw3NXNrtv4kZCiuys5t9rDDdYmY3xjwRhpNKdQH631kzqg6YmpsvBeY4l4l2ncZLCekhypwHHtWgIzYvu8AHjbu2Sy2cvV3NtTtMlMhoO_gpWezeBDmaqqgcLP12PcUYXZNXmT_oZsa4xYg9vYYahe4lYcDgivX9yqWeanbC/w470-h640/Image008.jpg" width="470" /></a></div><p></p><p>The Service Berry with spent fruit still hanging on...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMnr-K0NuB6FT0XHQqXNsNHFyvAYJ7Pi8Rl4PyWRYYNR4epk-OtHE5bAJ9-hRJcOAK0CjCQ-K4yUfh9UqUXtJ_pUi0LPfIv8J2aI22oXQKIqbtPM5GidtuxaiklsYqV3MXwnTZoq9qIx6OkhNytFvuFTDo-IoBk1f4gII0HVDI2tDWqHVsPaZZcQixoWj/s1000/Image010.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="854" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMnr-K0NuB6FT0XHQqXNsNHFyvAYJ7Pi8Rl4PyWRYYNR4epk-OtHE5bAJ9-hRJcOAK0CjCQ-K4yUfh9UqUXtJ_pUi0LPfIv8J2aI22oXQKIqbtPM5GidtuxaiklsYqV3MXwnTZoq9qIx6OkhNytFvuFTDo-IoBk1f4gII0HVDI2tDWqHVsPaZZcQixoWj/w546-h640/Image010.jpg" width="546" /></a></div><br /><p>And I discovered a volunteer Rabbit Brush. Pretty flowers, but IT MUST DIE.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAgydMrbOLARZIVPFOpDYkmoNaoFO58LJtciWkz61ncwG422tsyKkGDDq6-4pHwQW5lltPy2huOmi_1-HLd3IZf5wCI7Zz8dlvbrbkwdC8D0WuBSLAzcQ-itdfSUpOzm4vOlwse1u6348XhrosfgC9xFn6S-HFDXYFPXtdoOIaF_pe11F9bFaNZdz7cgpm/s1000/Image011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="666" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAgydMrbOLARZIVPFOpDYkmoNaoFO58LJtciWkz61ncwG422tsyKkGDDq6-4pHwQW5lltPy2huOmi_1-HLd3IZf5wCI7Zz8dlvbrbkwdC8D0WuBSLAzcQ-itdfSUpOzm4vOlwse1u6348XhrosfgC9xFn6S-HFDXYFPXtdoOIaF_pe11F9bFaNZdz7cgpm/w426-h640/Image011.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ3LQeBuVBI0wEzBxA7PrFZ686MFsclVIteN0fGQ0W0qjXHaYoswIhpMypiNdA4srtTrERg8bHq7_FX6PzWeUsUmnSgQ3pkM4sU865fWbpXXPnd0ojGj5BGMRaMkKb5sq25JrxGJvAPFraDLWP_mgfHspckQss3Eo3R8so9YyPAKVQHlKQogh3jf6sltoW/s900/Image040.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="857" data-original-width="900" height="610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ3LQeBuVBI0wEzBxA7PrFZ686MFsclVIteN0fGQ0W0qjXHaYoswIhpMypiNdA4srtTrERg8bHq7_FX6PzWeUsUmnSgQ3pkM4sU865fWbpXXPnd0ojGj5BGMRaMkKb5sq25JrxGJvAPFraDLWP_mgfHspckQss3Eo3R8so9YyPAKVQHlKQogh3jf6sltoW/w640-h610/Image040.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> The Butterfly Bush hanging on to a few last blooms. The Hummingbird Moths LOVE them.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuxahHVFapNGgMk_1V7eOBEe8kVlv27VIAMzbdvrkJxKmJJBAEru4MPr6qgziB_hpyA9NHBEI7J3V1Q7hhmv2ihddbogLN6XV6JT6qwaXwfBuI1qjNnKZiE4lwAumaQlzIqG6jJZtjNrLqrgB2tVpyWgEsUYon7-jDlNFuCtsvjxpdgiHS8RqPs_ypYjGI/s1000/Image012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="851" data-original-width="1000" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuxahHVFapNGgMk_1V7eOBEe8kVlv27VIAMzbdvrkJxKmJJBAEru4MPr6qgziB_hpyA9NHBEI7J3V1Q7hhmv2ihddbogLN6XV6JT6qwaXwfBuI1qjNnKZiE4lwAumaQlzIqG6jJZtjNrLqrgB2tVpyWgEsUYon7-jDlNFuCtsvjxpdgiHS8RqPs_ypYjGI/w640-h544/Image012.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>In the chicken yard, the pear tree still has a few fruit to go...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-eQWsrNebk3BaLyHlrxYmp1zJiTsbXMrk0vufKDA5X3Km8s32D1T__NX09BE5fv9Xrv2olqqYZIW5AwsxbJCpk5ne6gwtFO-26uKTK2H_6kiLkluRHduE8gdVu0InQs3ey4lc4hKfTgHaKgHvdHZSUl8-b3lXXUGiw81xQ2EpWAOinmp2MELxC8zvfkTE/s1000/Image013.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="909" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-eQWsrNebk3BaLyHlrxYmp1zJiTsbXMrk0vufKDA5X3Km8s32D1T__NX09BE5fv9Xrv2olqqYZIW5AwsxbJCpk5ne6gwtFO-26uKTK2H_6kiLkluRHduE8gdVu0InQs3ey4lc4hKfTgHaKgHvdHZSUl8-b3lXXUGiw81xQ2EpWAOinmp2MELxC8zvfkTE/w582-h640/Image013.jpg" width="582" /></a></div><br /><p>Imminent Disaster discovering that when your sister Dubious Intentions dustbathes, she churns up goodies.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjotlQUiZXt8W60RanSvC1vBnBDJ2Gl1N6vZ6rEV18Z9bAkFmRMduaD4Yrqt3-6HnnJ084gbQwpK2aK81C1UOaXKnI56kaYThyqS60PMGBL2TM76LqlM5pGIjN_yJLqI6BX2SD6MX5haotHTnaR1g_GpUuuV9TKAWd206Yl2HEeARHdsF-jE5WyllKcFegW/s1000/Image015.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="865" data-original-width="1000" height="554" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjotlQUiZXt8W60RanSvC1vBnBDJ2Gl1N6vZ6rEV18Z9bAkFmRMduaD4Yrqt3-6HnnJ084gbQwpK2aK81C1UOaXKnI56kaYThyqS60PMGBL2TM76LqlM5pGIjN_yJLqI6BX2SD6MX5haotHTnaR1g_GpUuuV9TKAWd206Yl2HEeARHdsF-jE5WyllKcFegW/w640-h554/Image015.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>One of the Cockspur Hawthorne trees displaying its fall colors, cool bark and drupes...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8Wz_4NPlRnGoqKmCVeTx1CO4y4C-YCZZypbY-ljAh4p_mrJLzlRTcdwJA9fVH4oua_MWIBqBe832E2GLUavk-UViRbx9pPfAnQSeB37SiGO08wJZ4tbOliaQjGBtsChbUuNt-KnZG5fICOeLzBgiyPEgEbPQ1OmQBcjkcuOF_QspwuuyX9cwa1-UwmSP/s1000/Image016.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="910" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8Wz_4NPlRnGoqKmCVeTx1CO4y4C-YCZZypbY-ljAh4p_mrJLzlRTcdwJA9fVH4oua_MWIBqBe832E2GLUavk-UViRbx9pPfAnQSeB37SiGO08wJZ4tbOliaQjGBtsChbUuNt-KnZG5fICOeLzBgiyPEgEbPQ1OmQBcjkcuOF_QspwuuyX9cwa1-UwmSP/w582-h640/Image016.jpg" width="582" /></a></div><p></p><p>Bobbie the buff Brahma rooster molted a lovely feather...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmVDa5G2HjC6ORqW7Zk1XmPxHChjEpG9QuD6p0JtiSzkGL34f8wumErvK6ULRj30JLUCcvRfWfgHZqwAjPwdyoWPQhF0zapi5yjNYklDtOOwszXL6g3spAe0NlKVERZpmZhm8cV4sleuxTd0kvvi1mV93lc7oJrKMlSzlhRgar9zrWaITjcCkFwEpHDV_/s900/Image018.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="546" data-original-width="900" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmVDa5G2HjC6ORqW7Zk1XmPxHChjEpG9QuD6p0JtiSzkGL34f8wumErvK6ULRj30JLUCcvRfWfgHZqwAjPwdyoWPQhF0zapi5yjNYklDtOOwszXL6g3spAe0NlKVERZpmZhm8cV4sleuxTd0kvvi1mV93lc7oJrKMlSzlhRgar9zrWaITjcCkFwEpHDV_/w640-h388/Image018.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>At the very back of our property, the neighbor's some-sort-of-grape plant crowding through the fence. Not producing that I noticed this year.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf_Xez75QkdxJoCTAeke6LZQpko3H5ioghsnQGUAaN3bQoc_YUj77i4BilEQ1xMnQSy0F3LJd5-Mjwl4BJHkBrJOkQSdL7oGarabPUXsQd-PyqH2J8rJDTzrn40FEszECk1ToRg7SPDpgd5A57EZivlyMJkOIhpzbXNnHHKUGdt7SqGAcsvexP7nG6tYYD/s1000/Image014.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="803" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf_Xez75QkdxJoCTAeke6LZQpko3H5ioghsnQGUAaN3bQoc_YUj77i4BilEQ1xMnQSy0F3LJd5-Mjwl4BJHkBrJOkQSdL7oGarabPUXsQd-PyqH2J8rJDTzrn40FEszECk1ToRg7SPDpgd5A57EZivlyMJkOIhpzbXNnHHKUGdt7SqGAcsvexP7nG6tYYD/w514-h640/Image014.jpg" width="514" /></a></div><br /> Sadly, one of the Curly Willows I grew from starts brought north from the old house when we moved got infested with some kind of tiny black bugs, they got under the bark and killed it.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinLPAT1YvEzr1wZZQobqG5echMMlz1aSDjk865l6rtBkw2IfVg3v_4_2aA8h-CfoCMEz95AsNJLCFWG2R18u6hxFj1SlMwjYymD3YH5SIyB-Pc1hAhopecHuiKemokKr10XzW7iE-et4O-znBZqaSlUaHw_CxYL_KGZIS1lJMRg0Pv1D61OWurUn6fdkTC/s1000/Image019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="710" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinLPAT1YvEzr1wZZQobqG5echMMlz1aSDjk865l6rtBkw2IfVg3v_4_2aA8h-CfoCMEz95AsNJLCFWG2R18u6hxFj1SlMwjYymD3YH5SIyB-Pc1hAhopecHuiKemokKr10XzW7iE-et4O-znBZqaSlUaHw_CxYL_KGZIS1lJMRg0Pv1D61OWurUn6fdkTC/w454-h640/Image019.jpg" width="454" /></a></div><p>I have another one planted elsewhere and it's doing well, and will replant this one in the chicken yard from cuttings from it--so all is not lost.</p><p>But dang, I wish I could move this dead one to the front yard, it's totally Halloween-creepy. And the curly branches are so photogentic! I plan on setting out the branches when we take it down, offering them to crafters in our area to come and get.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_fDpZAWiYRQ3DgdhIfh2ZL5fI6AZdL_MZgq0PHEGR56BJTRLPAkJAQvdKmqWrKWmEaeHl4x3nHOT526WXZ8xXEIkoUxuY82OmzJEJCyOzW8zNc85pJD6gyFbwQvWFVLwgKj1G1R0HCpKSBcZO-NhcNT-RiC1yqLSEpiVQhBsQJgolEj1NQn0GlBqfUJ3S/s1000/Image022.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="666" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_fDpZAWiYRQ3DgdhIfh2ZL5fI6AZdL_MZgq0PHEGR56BJTRLPAkJAQvdKmqWrKWmEaeHl4x3nHOT526WXZ8xXEIkoUxuY82OmzJEJCyOzW8zNc85pJD6gyFbwQvWFVLwgKj1G1R0HCpKSBcZO-NhcNT-RiC1yqLSEpiVQhBsQJgolEj1NQn0GlBqfUJ3S/w426-h640/Image022.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivPYRy-fi-NrvkkJA5e5cpOirA0Yih0n605wq-J2PqnKQt0EMolstd9_R2SHX2YequmWlobl7p7NQDMnQbOiFyzapA4bqTIO6uA2t6QKpFOjDYlQYB_PVJhktogANAQ66xTSAl7KZrbW-KFzuQn6mnTiEmsJYJyUFKixjaNSqOBxP36fwAPskdISSJJP6m/s1000/Image023.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="601" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivPYRy-fi-NrvkkJA5e5cpOirA0Yih0n605wq-J2PqnKQt0EMolstd9_R2SHX2YequmWlobl7p7NQDMnQbOiFyzapA4bqTIO6uA2t6QKpFOjDYlQYB_PVJhktogANAQ66xTSAl7KZrbW-KFzuQn6mnTiEmsJYJyUFKixjaNSqOBxP36fwAPskdISSJJP6m/w384-h640/Image023.jpg" width="384" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizyR6x81bGQzFVap42QQJCaKdx-krgxs26Hq3g54KVe1dx6OUWKQVJTJNwK6VrQzEKfRVcz6ominaDA1VmYsIZ9yCmvXISUp35ZznNpDZNg4P71blQbz5sTBVlQsQ7foyJNJKNW0JSzSSDrW9V6U7in5-beAohz7M6DqxX51igrdZ0c0NuzrlZUyiMacZ9/s1000/Image025.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="680" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizyR6x81bGQzFVap42QQJCaKdx-krgxs26Hq3g54KVe1dx6OUWKQVJTJNwK6VrQzEKfRVcz6ominaDA1VmYsIZ9yCmvXISUp35ZznNpDZNg4P71blQbz5sTBVlQsQ7foyJNJKNW0JSzSSDrW9V6U7in5-beAohz7M6DqxX51igrdZ0c0NuzrlZUyiMacZ9/w436-h640/Image025.jpg" width="436" /></a></div><p>It made great shade and cover for the chickens, and they loved eating the leaves.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfnS-SmNU9HeinHmFUVDF770WHhPiTQtPs82tkbsxSbzmCeWY7mEtRhaaT26mJ8nLDEF-KcWg_psjeV3eV6HsvZ2sfM3s67r6KDLh4YfOTX2DUKWu8bSuOX4hiVMynYZa_LWkVTJjRfVlWT8IdyfIGsfa3ZP4KDOdiD3eeoq5z_Dd4KOsnBS4eGpEwgRBd/s1000/Image020.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="750" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfnS-SmNU9HeinHmFUVDF770WHhPiTQtPs82tkbsxSbzmCeWY7mEtRhaaT26mJ8nLDEF-KcWg_psjeV3eV6HsvZ2sfM3s67r6KDLh4YfOTX2DUKWu8bSuOX4hiVMynYZa_LWkVTJjRfVlWT8IdyfIGsfa3ZP4KDOdiD3eeoq5z_Dd4KOsnBS4eGpEwgRBd/w480-h640/Image020.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>Speaking of chickens...</p><p>Left to right: Bobbie the buff Brahma roo, Chonk the light Brahma hen in back. In front, Henry the bantam golden-laced Wyandotte, Tater Tot the Belgian d'Uccle/bantam/Cochin mix, Sesame the Smokey Pearl, Slick Charlie the partridge Rock behind her, and Kana the Bantam Cochin mix next to her.</p><p>Eating is the main talent they all seem to have. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmg6NAmtwL3gdLV_fhozxazNU3vRZE1MLzdzmG2jOTeRWLTAdmdN3ikwKoH4LqTx-dJDLwJ3IEnnEEN2ngYbxtic9Kan17nqzRm2nfsq_dxXOsV1YWDdLplp4Rr0OMs_0d_lnsM_r5Tq0XJOTasYajudQugkXE20oo1oya0hPt93YymDqQh_Emm601h5Wv/s1000/Image031.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="613" data-original-width="1000" height="392" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmg6NAmtwL3gdLV_fhozxazNU3vRZE1MLzdzmG2jOTeRWLTAdmdN3ikwKoH4LqTx-dJDLwJ3IEnnEEN2ngYbxtic9Kan17nqzRm2nfsq_dxXOsV1YWDdLplp4Rr0OMs_0d_lnsM_r5Tq0XJOTasYajudQugkXE20oo1oya0hPt93YymDqQh_Emm601h5Wv/w640-h392/Image031.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>Chonk in particular. Here she is shooting me some <i>quality</i> Stink Eye for interrupting Food Time.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUOZHPweE7C7Y_7wY1rbvq3WF25_y2Os-e9FHpIL30pxU755Swb4Ej-5ejAaM4WonZ_2JNa0OelGvRox-kqJbPQdp41DqI9aC6CphqTZQ8DnVYtJZ7YbwrvO_ATjFfd57cAHcIwNLNwRc-8OvvK2FmXDBcu6jrv8S8OOPwE-ICCqynie0oeZb5X8wqr75C/s1000/Image035.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="865" data-original-width="1000" height="554" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUOZHPweE7C7Y_7wY1rbvq3WF25_y2Os-e9FHpIL30pxU755Swb4Ej-5ejAaM4WonZ_2JNa0OelGvRox-kqJbPQdp41DqI9aC6CphqTZQ8DnVYtJZ7YbwrvO_ATjFfd57cAHcIwNLNwRc-8OvvK2FmXDBcu6jrv8S8OOPwE-ICCqynie0oeZb5X8wqr75C/w640-h554/Image035.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig4ktpFx9Aw1lCCSm8Rshq9BfM2drZwp17e99JZDeAWQIsMM6Bt8pCgHW7KGUMQKvdKVn80hKD9MjV4lpbWreDscoEW25ND4j1HkctdpsopwMPOWstrbzZTwHKLmCrOTBf2ks5cXGZ69T8Yw9-KdVDf_9OCA5Ur62nvARU2yTnpDwi73JnMh4l_gwfqJRW/s1000/Image030.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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His crossbeak has worsened a bit, but we're keeping it trimmed. Tell-tale sickle-shaped saddle feathers coming in on either side of his as yet still non-existent tail (God I love hyphens, don't I?). He's also working up fantastic dinosaur frill feathers above his eyes.<br /></p><p>But nothing competes with eating for him right now.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP1idt4zSqh6I32j1fbxVf3QvlZ48YndA1bYkz-7CHY7ET1JdW81G0WxJMQXd9lp2CxRB4pD57e9_LnF2UdualOdb4ZX-zCjJ54kEbVLIqpx5NaV1nGEuEBTmez5nfhOr5fO_5Gg6ADqICezXLyUg9YTfvUHR7ZrdeAIRpt6kK5VHlfH7xiwyI4FwGx2Yi/s1000/Image029.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="949" data-original-width="1000" height="608" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP1idt4zSqh6I32j1fbxVf3QvlZ48YndA1bYkz-7CHY7ET1JdW81G0WxJMQXd9lp2CxRB4pD57e9_LnF2UdualOdb4ZX-zCjJ54kEbVLIqpx5NaV1nGEuEBTmez5nfhOr5fO_5Gg6ADqICezXLyUg9YTfvUHR7ZrdeAIRpt6kK5VHlfH7xiwyI4FwGx2Yi/w640-h608/Image029.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Peanut continues to impersonate a Hoopoe bird with her Rooster Handle.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="866" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPHNZz9e4i1UeNeyAc6fxFmOphsDULmnsKJb8Kabj4keHHOGTAid3S59MyWtklv6A3t_QQo7upNR7RyzcWLgbvRdBuYESdZQTiUNmsT3C21KBzL6nOxWswpFekrPClzjj3g3QMzVvgoKqUMEBbhbZOw8W0xX9tbFJp9r2O4ywEorLrqr_Jo-ycFvx9erBG/w554-h640/Image001.jpg" width="554" /></a></div><p></p>Most everyone is molting in prep for winter, there are drifts of feathers everywhere and nightmare-fodder pincushion chickens...pictures later if I can get them!<br />Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-53594249639993633392023-09-28T21:27:00.005-07:002023-10-13T17:46:04.588-07:00Harvest Time!<p>Today was harvest day for both my Bartlet pear and Satsuma plum trees!</p><p>I'm really happy with the plum tree, as thereby hangs a bit of a tale...</p><p>When I was a kid, I LOVED the dark, sweet plums you could find every so often at the grocery store. But more and more over the years, the only plums you could find were the tart ones. Okay, but not the amazing sweet ones I grew up with.</p><p>So when we moved here in 2012, I determined to find the <i>right</i> kind of plum tree so I could have those danged plums again. LOTS of online research later, I settled on a dwarf (I'm short and gotta be able to reach the dang things) self-pollinating Satsuma plum...it <i>sounded</i> like the right one...</p><p>When we installed our backyard landscaping/plants in 2015, I was able to find ONE of those at our local greenhouse center. Here it is, in the center:<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj55-Y_47YmK5TJWWnwRsHPPxyWrwH318OSaSlnTJy7katWOJHezO544JWs_jQ0CPpwFnV07kpbEjDEawo3Tme7SD4r7-dMSEyjYrnBFY2LXCMCfz9kgN4m3V60KVxpmfHeVBKhIGZtBWL_06PHDCq-cZdx3HWU3zcHEIf_C9rR-XvmYmhkh15BzB9Hlpfo/s1000/Image006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="696" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj55-Y_47YmK5TJWWnwRsHPPxyWrwH318OSaSlnTJy7katWOJHezO544JWs_jQ0CPpwFnV07kpbEjDEawo3Tme7SD4r7-dMSEyjYrnBFY2LXCMCfz9kgN4m3V60KVxpmfHeVBKhIGZtBWL_06PHDCq-cZdx3HWU3zcHEIf_C9rR-XvmYmhkh15BzB9Hlpfo/w446-h640/Image006.jpg" width="446" /></a></div><br /><p>Then...I waited.</p><p>For eight years.</p><p>Over the last couple of years, the plum tree has flowered...but no fruit.</p><p>Then suddenly <i>this</i> May--yay, fruit! And a LOT of it! Nobody was more surprised than me, I'd long since written the tree off.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLsySVdlrTvSpqJC5ff-GMAf2TbK9iocROVl0LpwyVnGeV2tZqwz5ySayx6XqfZhGOJnNGAArQc8JyH9LTOz7H-i_uv4HkRJyMNM9qFXEBJHUdA8r2FVbr7lR4Gi0BH16rg9WW9ZfhLHm7YocTAswOH4I7rKlZ4-gT9VWHSy4vkqcqvH9fqeZJJfaaB6Tb/s1000/Image003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="666" data-original-width="1000" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLsySVdlrTvSpqJC5ff-GMAf2TbK9iocROVl0LpwyVnGeV2tZqwz5ySayx6XqfZhGOJnNGAArQc8JyH9LTOz7H-i_uv4HkRJyMNM9qFXEBJHUdA8r2FVbr7lR4Gi0BH16rg9WW9ZfhLHm7YocTAswOH4I7rKlZ4-gT9VWHSy4vkqcqvH9fqeZJJfaaB6Tb/w640-h426/Image003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p> Cue more waiting, because long about July the plums just kinda reached a ripening point...and plateaued. They never got bigger than this.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEIwIpqVbnkllYToXjbZA_cyh9WN92tnxVKx6YfvmAfymnS7bHM-oXHcxi22EHupkMxKJVPJcey7Ylzduoo9q7JPUwR4Hca6dXV9H1miiEoAc15NVocZ6mb-z_UVSjNv2EVpfkzhOvFocnJOaxUxppD5TGDNA_fFH07KGXL045J7Qy07ZKH4qqA_BCS3ob/s1000/Image013.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="908" data-original-width="1000" height="582" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEIwIpqVbnkllYToXjbZA_cyh9WN92tnxVKx6YfvmAfymnS7bHM-oXHcxi22EHupkMxKJVPJcey7Ylzduoo9q7JPUwR4Hca6dXV9H1miiEoAc15NVocZ6mb-z_UVSjNv2EVpfkzhOvFocnJOaxUxppD5TGDNA_fFH07KGXL045J7Qy07ZKH4qqA_BCS3ob/w640-h582/Image013.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p> They got redder, but just--stopped doing anything, it seemed. They were fairly hard and TART, not the deep purple, sweet plums I was hoping for. At the chicken swap in July, another lady was selling little baskets of the same Satsuma plums as I had...and they were just as tart as mine.</p><p>Sigh... <br /></p><p>Damn. Well, at least the chickens enjoyed them--in fact, we couldn't keep them out of the tree.</p><p>As evidenced by Exhibit A, Garibaldi and her plum-covered beak.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7UF45ZDWAWlaJheEPyAv47ewPnF6Vl4LpC2L8QIz3VJHc5HELw_-KWFn9U9wME7Xb6LG2V_7Ru6Q6gnnBZlt6bbwRH3upkEDDGgW351135j9S1W8MMZ-XrF7OIfYG_SslBwa88I4QooelcNN8_T2vXfbeUiPcBj3axcGyUUlvFa8hI5lSqyBb3ei0ixdc/s928/Image014.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="928" data-original-width="765" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7UF45ZDWAWlaJheEPyAv47ewPnF6Vl4LpC2L8QIz3VJHc5HELw_-KWFn9U9wME7Xb6LG2V_7Ru6Q6gnnBZlt6bbwRH3upkEDDGgW351135j9S1W8MMZ-XrF7OIfYG_SslBwa88I4QooelcNN8_T2vXfbeUiPcBj3axcGyUUlvFa8hI5lSqyBb3ei0ixdc/w528-h640/Image014.jpg" width="528" /></a></div><br /> Cleaned her up a bit for more pictures. She sure is cute, although has gotten to be so obnoxious lately we've taken to calling her 'Garibitey'.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgge3GLXbtdtWNzxAqS0ODexy25ikJj8VYaLQ60BIiQvc392FeftCAsZqR0GSPBm6wlU61_pSGVB7D6mkzI4bI30k3vWyM_eAmJ07CW-ZBO4E1335Gnv2DUUKwbNV_g0M9LIWfbNFKlUrJH56NNaMlHuOF6r-3-VeLEaiXmSHZN_JcEleZMBYig9GNDp6SD/s1000/Image002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="805" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgge3GLXbtdtWNzxAqS0ODexy25ikJj8VYaLQ60BIiQvc392FeftCAsZqR0GSPBm6wlU61_pSGVB7D6mkzI4bI30k3vWyM_eAmJ07CW-ZBO4E1335Gnv2DUUKwbNV_g0M9LIWfbNFKlUrJH56NNaMlHuOF6r-3-VeLEaiXmSHZN_JcEleZMBYig9GNDp6SD/w516-h640/Image002.jpg" width="516" /></a></div><p></p><p>Obligatory Communist propaganda poster pose:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqb83328l5uj-KQGc6xYLjN1oNB8GhyKhX-8o19ZjBGDV0_lXxcMoK3QLCuwI_4NvRHAsd_T0G1qWXpGJhcZaPWJsLxZXWQ5-QcYEhFVf1PxU51_GFF5h7qZGPtKrfsQIDenE-HALTmvxV5uaeXiv2SaiJ8Qgh7wUIQwYly18GSrPZzgDJNdDa0kK4IEcW/s1000/Image003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="757" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqb83328l5uj-KQGc6xYLjN1oNB8GhyKhX-8o19ZjBGDV0_lXxcMoK3QLCuwI_4NvRHAsd_T0G1qWXpGJhcZaPWJsLxZXWQ5-QcYEhFVf1PxU51_GFF5h7qZGPtKrfsQIDenE-HALTmvxV5uaeXiv2SaiJ8Qgh7wUIQwYly18GSrPZzgDJNdDa0kK4IEcW/w484-h640/Image003.jpg" width="484" /></a></div><p>So anyway, here it's September and I've given up on the tree. I finally decided to make some plum jam out of the fruit. Went out to pick some to get started sorting so I can make jam, this is about 1/3 of the amount of fruit on the tree...</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9PjNNxSSXECP-T0HXFvOp3CiY6obXKNBkIk30VXBAE_TTq0qlALuxzmaVLdE9L_yloYr3KhCFxsACjYMdW78AfUIUMpHjVdPH71pT8aYS4LaFdc7RR-6oB6qtsSw6lPIkaf27DrFbE0igMn5JQDl59gCBtTHhpv_1_2WPACc0PyJyIqOE7-64yxkNh3RZ/s1000/Image005.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="904" data-original-width="1000" height="578" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9PjNNxSSXECP-T0HXFvOp3CiY6obXKNBkIk30VXBAE_TTq0qlALuxzmaVLdE9L_yloYr3KhCFxsACjYMdW78AfUIUMpHjVdPH71pT8aYS4LaFdc7RR-6oB6qtsSw6lPIkaf27DrFbE0igMn5JQDl59gCBtTHhpv_1_2WPACc0PyJyIqOE7-64yxkNh3RZ/w640-h578/Image005.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /> Tasted a couple, just to make sure...<br /><p></p><p>...and WHAM! Dark, SWEET plums! </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7s1Hg6ewp7GEc7LigoNWKmh0u4UVKYC7rh5_8DmrCasZy79yQJGx4bIjreSacuJOnHKL3NaYpKMKXWf0rTRXwagaulvfMvoru7mp8kQtrtvzys3w91Z9Ha8lJYHPzCGGXQOccvTV0t5J4ZfcEiM7hAY4a9exGuajCul-vFhFGicmEd6ZXHh-TQRJ93l1r/s900/Image008.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="885" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7s1Hg6ewp7GEc7LigoNWKmh0u4UVKYC7rh5_8DmrCasZy79yQJGx4bIjreSacuJOnHKL3NaYpKMKXWf0rTRXwagaulvfMvoru7mp8kQtrtvzys3w91Z9Ha8lJYHPzCGGXQOccvTV0t5J4ZfcEiM7hAY4a9exGuajCul-vFhFGicmEd6ZXHh-TQRJ93l1r/w630-h640/Image008.jpg" width="630" /></a></div><br /> <i>Exactly</i> as I remembered!<p></p><p>They didn't get any bigger, but the taste...is <i>amazing</i>! The kind of thing where they never make it into the house, you stand under the tree and gobble them down.</p><p>Now with some of our eggs for scale. The plums are roughly the size of ping pong balls.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijLra1dsR1Jw9Ti236FrqTZjSdL8a_0w5tFCaKDZT8G_b9thCrQFlfBK6WLO7uQi_4YdZakOAaEY7G52tjh_SMM8bqZvDXPG1d6BqRMaKlDLEPdAKgNDOVBqRzN_tXF8QiX34xeR5V9yZh9hsPUWytJ5czrOI891bXPQ6Ea7N8dvDYbYB7Cyaxk5Tsg80m/s1000/Image012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="791" data-original-width="1000" height="506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijLra1dsR1Jw9Ti236FrqTZjSdL8a_0w5tFCaKDZT8G_b9thCrQFlfBK6WLO7uQi_4YdZakOAaEY7G52tjh_SMM8bqZvDXPG1d6BqRMaKlDLEPdAKgNDOVBqRzN_tXF8QiX34xeR5V9yZh9hsPUWytJ5czrOI891bXPQ6Ea7N8dvDYbYB7Cyaxk5Tsg80m/w640-h506/Image012.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I'm gonna sort out 'eating' fruit from 'canning' fruit--the bruised/damaged ones will become jam. Also some of the nice ones will go with my husband to work tomorrow to share with coworkers.</p><p>Can't wait to taste the jam from these, so proud of my little Satsuma plum for coming through for us at last!</p><p>My Bartlett pear tree, meanwhile...</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb1SS-iQ4YZ0ko_AdTznsT-rNclvj_2ZhDyv6HpgS1QdftXk_G6GFZoJwYOsDS8yDCn8NxRzTBiBUK_op-83Z3zmVp8siGhZTfQ494DJEO_ChdQUYBAov6Kt_Pi2z_fyiEwPv8goA8QVYzZZvN1tRimo7NjF-FVzDvJfd4WwBy83xyEczDptP0WK4hhQk-/s900/Image013.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="815" data-original-width="900" height="580" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb1SS-iQ4YZ0ko_AdTznsT-rNclvj_2ZhDyv6HpgS1QdftXk_G6GFZoJwYOsDS8yDCn8NxRzTBiBUK_op-83Z3zmVp8siGhZTfQ494DJEO_ChdQUYBAov6Kt_Pi2z_fyiEwPv8goA8QVYzZZvN1tRimo7NjF-FVzDvJfd4WwBy83xyEczDptP0WK4hhQk-/w640-h580/Image013.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />Well--it's the struggling kid of the family. This is its entire crop, but I will say it's doing better than last year. The fruit isn't much bigger than the plums, and I wage an ongoing war with coddling moths. I don't spray/treat any of my fruit with insecticides, I settle for Tanglefoot-coated muslin strips wrapped around branches at strategic spots to stop the coddling moth larvae from crawling up to infest the fruit. It <i>mostly</i> works, but I know I'll still find some damaged fruit when I cut these open. Not sure if I'll get enough pears to make jelly with, but we'll see. In the future I may have to cave when it comes to the pear tree and spray it when it comes time for it to set fruit.<p></p><p>But overall, I'm really happy tonight! The Macintosh apple tree out front has maybe a dozen apples on it--it's a struggling child, as well--but they aren't anywhere near ripe yet.</p><p>Looking forward to jam-making this weekend! </p><p><b>The next day, September 29</b>--Post script--the kid and I just picked another 23 pounds of plums, just like yesterday and the tree is stripped of fruit...so our yield is around 46 pounds of plums.</p><p>Canning, ahoy!<br /></p><p> <br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-15095646492765259522023-09-25T17:52:00.001-07:002023-10-31T15:24:26.014-07:00So I Need A Valve Job...<p> And it ain't on my car, it's in better health than I am.</p><p></p><p>Nope, turns out I was born with bifurcated heart valves instead of the standard trifurcated ones, and need 2-3 heart valves replaced. Even more fun, my cardiac surgeon rated me as having 'Critical Aortic Stenosis'. It's lately made itself known in the form of heart palpitations, shortness of breath, fatigue, etc.</p><p>Bleah.<br /></p><p>Even MORE fun--before I have open heart surgery, I have several medical/dental procedures that MUST be done prior to my heart surgery in order to get me <b>healthy enough</b> for heart surgery.</p><p>Procedures that will come to around $5000, and naturally, <b>my insurance won't cover</b>. Classic American health care.<br /></p><p>And none of this can wait. Time is of the essence and this is <b>literally</b> a life or death issue for me.</p><p>So I've started a GoFundMe. If you enjoy my blog, Chickam, my Random Act of Kindness 'Found Origami' project, or want to support my aspirations to become a published author, please consider helping me out.</p><p>Any donations are GREATLY appreciated, as is folks spreading the word.</p><p>Go here for the gory details: </p><p><a href="https://www.gofundme.com/f/susan-needs-a-valve-jobopenheart-surgery" target="_blank">Susan Needs A Valve Job!</a><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-62054018733653801972023-08-31T16:55:00.002-07:002023-09-16T14:13:58.572-07:00It's Not What You Think...<p>The trailer for this business sits alongside one of our local thrift stores, it always gives me a giggle when I see it.</p><p>What do YOU think it says? <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm5EPp5yjTg5nGOa9fNPz3ckWfgHxUlOKOZsnQ3-70KLe95jP2Wjg5nvDCserdBgQna6fIvrFulE0FxNCEVzSJkmQsyAIWgXtjZTDmEwdRsw_wRqXDQmkrW0tFWk4zsvY7LClmAqWdTM1MM6Z3XsV0QaQapRL8a25Mx__vc1WPBIFv9wM0QR2Zt5W_W0y9/s1000/Image010.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="634" data-original-width="1000" height="406" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm5EPp5yjTg5nGOa9fNPz3ckWfgHxUlOKOZsnQ3-70KLe95jP2Wjg5nvDCserdBgQna6fIvrFulE0FxNCEVzSJkmQsyAIWgXtjZTDmEwdRsw_wRqXDQmkrW0tFWk4zsvY7LClmAqWdTM1MM6Z3XsV0QaQapRL8a25Mx__vc1WPBIFv9wM0QR2Zt5W_W0y9/w640-h406/Image010.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Nope, it isn't 'Glitter', sorry. Not a mobile hunky stripper service.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbV5pEOdCUeOvWxCfMRwxBf0vQmIsA55vcPWmodfIb46j5GAEJL3OPd1ufqWFI0dKt_DCDbveSuyip57YS4kgxBh7KjzCbEL5gYpawvkuVULk3Cfdgl3CPiV0LT3Da-t1IAgEVpzGw9_SAM93ygTBugd2qYTZkAmiWuZ6hPmkQPXV1_q_8lbmVwKgTnyCH/s1000/Image011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="259" data-original-width="1000" height="166" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbV5pEOdCUeOvWxCfMRwxBf0vQmIsA55vcPWmodfIb46j5GAEJL3OPd1ufqWFI0dKt_DCDbveSuyip57YS4kgxBh7KjzCbEL5gYpawvkuVULk3Cfdgl3CPiV0LT3Da-t1IAgEVpzGw9_SAM93ygTBugd2qYTZkAmiWuZ6hPmkQPXV1_q_8lbmVwKgTnyCH/w640-h166/Image011.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Despite the beefcake artwork and sparkly letter style.</p><p>It's actually says 'Gutter'. But I call them 'The Glitter Guys' anyway, it's just more fun. I like to think the person who convinced them to go with this on their trailer sits home at nights, cackling like a mad thing.<br /></p><p>At the thrift store I picked up a few old towels for the chickens--whenever one of our flock gets a bath or is in with an illness/injury, old towels come in very handy. And...well, this one didn't just call out to me, it practically <i>screamed</i>.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvs8wJ-h_qBnzooaNp2-F5hmj7gx_Pd0fCa6VjuutYwf2XbE0NA4df32Sm8MYsJlmCsnSvIBy5K4x0aLRzokFJ1bohqSuegEvKIc5T4oLdOjXTYTb0WCjC2dFxcOLVgltq6SJqgr8TArm08KfyMzod_0D2oLD61ehKX-Ee0zKavOLwmMO_0QMBtFVIbDJ5/s1000/Image009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="962" data-original-width="1000" height="616" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvs8wJ-h_qBnzooaNp2-F5hmj7gx_Pd0fCa6VjuutYwf2XbE0NA4df32Sm8MYsJlmCsnSvIBy5K4x0aLRzokFJ1bohqSuegEvKIc5T4oLdOjXTYTb0WCjC2dFxcOLVgltq6SJqgr8TArm08KfyMzod_0D2oLD61ehKX-Ee0zKavOLwmMO_0QMBtFVIbDJ5/w640-h616/Image009.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Weirdo thrift store finds, for the win!<br /></p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-78977043194008047362023-08-10T13:15:00.002-07:002023-08-10T13:15:46.519-07:00New From Our Resident Artist!<p> The kid now has a Redbubble shop!</p><p>Please take a moment to have a look. They draw fun stuff, some of it featuring our chickens--Bear demanding a cheezborger is <i>perfect</i>.</p><p>https://www.redbubble.com/people/wolfbunnyworks/shop</p><p>The 'Highly Specific Chicken Insult' is dead-on. More art will be added and they produce it!<br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-55578102081902000452023-08-06T11:09:00.001-07:002023-08-20T04:25:32.648-07:00Chickam Batch 2 Chicks, Two Months Old!<p> A little late due to our monstrous 107 degree weather for the last two weeks straight...but here are the Batch 2 chicks at two months old!</p><p>First is <b>Cao Cao</b>, who's forming up into a very pretty rooboy. If he looks a bit mussed, it's because he would NOT cooperate during picture time and had to be repeatedly grabbed.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwM_OE8p7e3snAb9KHZftAD_-OpnXN6KOVCDrjhd1lnYzi_zR9B8Fyo_owULscf1h-srHHavZJ4PqVy2L8GugGP2taeihoWyOD2qymmcam1pdwgJxBBQdrmL_Fr8ywqhYSGPuUFo09vD0EnJlQ_q87sq3vgzkZzHBAHPntfqYg_Jt3dPzBfGgbKvuphOh7/s1000/Image004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="918" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwM_OE8p7e3snAb9KHZftAD_-OpnXN6KOVCDrjhd1lnYzi_zR9B8Fyo_owULscf1h-srHHavZJ4PqVy2L8GugGP2taeihoWyOD2qymmcam1pdwgJxBBQdrmL_Fr8ywqhYSGPuUFo09vD0EnJlQ_q87sq3vgzkZzHBAHPntfqYg_Jt3dPzBfGgbKvuphOh7/w588-h640/Image004.jpg" width="588" /></a></div><p></p><p> </p><p>The 'extra-stretchy' look.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMo2S50Ys5rUqTMRV8SUafPG4yJgxGCzbHF3OayA5M1qzQpEdjgwhQ9BKLJcXPu7sqI_7uhpp7zWK0nhZ3pllWnRNKFfBYSQKd4J5OrcwTpdUrQW_MURu6OsA79GGVXhQ-FuqmMGT0Ak-7mhVG5xBwCKtcCZufBARGmAcPzD7z1DYAW3pDs6zaI4BAE6Oj/s1000/Image005.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="575" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMo2S50Ys5rUqTMRV8SUafPG4yJgxGCzbHF3OayA5M1qzQpEdjgwhQ9BKLJcXPu7sqI_7uhpp7zWK0nhZ3pllWnRNKFfBYSQKd4J5OrcwTpdUrQW_MURu6OsA79GGVXhQ-FuqmMGT0Ak-7mhVG5xBwCKtcCZufBARGmAcPzD7z1DYAW3pDs6zaI4BAE6Oj/w368-h640/Image005.jpg" width="368" /></a></div><p></p><p> </p><p>Next is <b>Deliciousaurus</b>, a hen. She and Spam still look VERY similar, despite having different moms.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggsXIhm-50jf82EXPTyC-bKVN5ktcU2LnsKLc5K2OoItVqT_8Z-grHf0ZZTIxt1Z5WhHG1l2-nHoUlFzgq6HmbJ68FcwRCevWuiujEaXaoIoNqdFP7NDlTUJZcdlGkHv9gI-YuM7_MEVWYxU2Zl4xTsc5eMYOPZxg-1FM_shPNtrDaNeLI4BosJb-7m_Tl/s1000/Image006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="890" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggsXIhm-50jf82EXPTyC-bKVN5ktcU2LnsKLc5K2OoItVqT_8Z-grHf0ZZTIxt1Z5WhHG1l2-nHoUlFzgq6HmbJ68FcwRCevWuiujEaXaoIoNqdFP7NDlTUJZcdlGkHv9gI-YuM7_MEVWYxU2Zl4xTsc5eMYOPZxg-1FM_shPNtrDaNeLI4BosJb-7m_Tl/w570-h640/Image006.jpg" width="570" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOYnGzTl6RTxogripTaogq-Wsh8XOOgszS86WJs-IfrHRbIE0cHMM96R57DKDzwXwDkehujCDvcLS2Ex7rkmBNavPyLpS7b5VvyogOetMnNIIyvtmgSx-OJ1WjvDAAH67U0eoRu0gIX54S1PB7P5jGRsl-hmvE0FTWb4_pd3vP_dCdOwLMP_HXkq_x6q-P/s1000/Image007.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="653" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOYnGzTl6RTxogripTaogq-Wsh8XOOgszS86WJs-IfrHRbIE0cHMM96R57DKDzwXwDkehujCDvcLS2Ex7rkmBNavPyLpS7b5VvyogOetMnNIIyvtmgSx-OJ1WjvDAAH67U0eoRu0gIX54S1PB7P5jGRsl-hmvE0FTWb4_pd3vP_dCdOwLMP_HXkq_x6q-P/w418-h640/Image007.jpg" width="418" /></a></div><br /><p>Lastly is <b>Spam</b>, another hen. None of the chicks behaved during picture time--I have loads of 'half a chicken' pics or pics with the kid's hand propping them up--but Spam wins the 'Distracted By EVERYTHING' prize.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7l2RX6pGab5stGb28QFxa55euEjGmz4SyWrXt5ATNYqERI2GQpj9qwtRnfvv5askIXVk2B4WpzBD_CbGIKgQ4TivPN6jjzVEhXW03fSFcNwkiqlp7ujz8Mwaw4VdFkkmNA6XHQ96tAVVa7j_wKLQP49g1z6n3LLcuZPH-vXz64IZ3IqnOm_RUZOD7I8O6/s1000/Image008.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="633" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7l2RX6pGab5stGb28QFxa55euEjGmz4SyWrXt5ATNYqERI2GQpj9qwtRnfvv5askIXVk2B4WpzBD_CbGIKgQ4TivPN6jjzVEhXW03fSFcNwkiqlp7ujz8Mwaw4VdFkkmNA6XHQ96tAVVa7j_wKLQP49g1z6n3LLcuZPH-vXz64IZ3IqnOm_RUZOD7I8O6/w406-h640/Image008.jpg" width="406" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHEZzWPDsWlZl0HM2xrfo8Ar5cgjP6Mkli3OAilKYjTjlcGJW_T3QZc1Hj7eNLjYiCWglthzOKGqMtr5QFyNjJh7eQ-pUOUpQfwL3Q6kxTMaZkMIetdjyBifaFGesYh7xo67clWLh21QzxKLyINbi1qW5x1RhhdC2rKGtIpZDelwkNEdulygQZXxqlTxuM/s1000/Image009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="576" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHEZzWPDsWlZl0HM2xrfo8Ar5cgjP6Mkli3OAilKYjTjlcGJW_T3QZc1Hj7eNLjYiCWglthzOKGqMtr5QFyNjJh7eQ-pUOUpQfwL3Q6kxTMaZkMIetdjyBifaFGesYh7xo67clWLh21QzxKLyINbi1qW5x1RhhdC2rKGtIpZDelwkNEdulygQZXxqlTxuM/w368-h640/Image009.jpg" width="368" /></a></div><p></p><p>Spam is the most non-chicken chicken in the flock right now. She wants to play with your clothing, peck at your shoelaces, jump on your head, etc. <i>Anything</i> but act like a proper chicken. What Spam <i>really</i> wanted to do during picture time was play with the drawstrings on the kid's pants.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA8nBo3M5qQfVdLM8Tqn0e06H876sC1neP3KnrfhnNECxIBVvJCvY4cLBB1iMZ6Kx_T6I6cm9ptzIBg-4TlCFFmE6RbOxZvMaFCoJkYJY5axe9A_Wt8QJS_sxoRcpPhTLUdVGLqV8PMSYmAda0rJBwdMLJqYUzAcH5D38GJJR-RSGskxf1g1mZhu4wezEY/s1000/Image011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="908" data-original-width="1000" height="582" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA8nBo3M5qQfVdLM8Tqn0e06H876sC1neP3KnrfhnNECxIBVvJCvY4cLBB1iMZ6Kx_T6I6cm9ptzIBg-4TlCFFmE6RbOxZvMaFCoJkYJY5axe9A_Wt8QJS_sxoRcpPhTLUdVGLqV8PMSYmAda0rJBwdMLJqYUzAcH5D38GJJR-RSGskxf1g1mZhu4wezEY/w640-h582/Image011.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Sheesh.<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-62408792564276588192023-07-17T08:30:00.003-07:002023-08-10T12:59:33.156-07:00Time To Play, 'What Survived Winter?'<p> With our landscaping, that is.</p><p>After all the snow we got that hung around WAY too long, I was sure some of our plants wouldn't make it.</p><p>And yeah, sure enough, the little chocolate mint plant by the back yard hose bib failed to come up this year, and the big Curly Willow tree in the chicken yard is a goner. The mint I planted when we moved in 10+ years ago, and the Curly Willow from starts brought from the old house. Two rose bushes out front also succumbed to winter.<br /></p><p>But all in all, I'm pleased that everything else is alive and kicking, even if some got damaged.</p><p>The broom plant in the front yard had a giant snow wad burying it for months, and even though I can see dead parts that need trimming out, the tough little bugger made it.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHvlu3gB-dlYK8K6l9towpgLxNVFo7VSwHvWFNN3HJLRiodwdT_JDnFQ_5BFZcqHLwjrl9JabEXXb8pJ6PvdTpoU9qW_aJJCrMjAmDZaYkXh3FobRju-GdsNXUaVBHLYzBMNYiLMnp4XtSp96f6QdN9MaOIt3DfXWZMwKSUgTqEHJqLrwR-ySQycHBna1/s1000/Image007.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="771" data-original-width="1000" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHvlu3gB-dlYK8K6l9towpgLxNVFo7VSwHvWFNN3HJLRiodwdT_JDnFQ_5BFZcqHLwjrl9JabEXXb8pJ6PvdTpoU9qW_aJJCrMjAmDZaYkXh3FobRju-GdsNXUaVBHLYzBMNYiLMnp4XtSp96f6QdN9MaOIt3DfXWZMwKSUgTqEHJqLrwR-ySQycHBna1/w640-h494/Image007.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Broom smells like candy and I love it, as do the bees.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEc7SqXdrpANR5zEaaPfiSj66RUE336UAKtmVAaXlvKweINXcyfhomfY8Cqzz2eKwdVXvsQH1jpHONLkJHEQ_haCLtOcQ0IjtQNO8OhHynFO20tA34d0qB31Ll9nfBwtNy-ZaPN_L7s_ibSEtp7rUahZCf9SBS26Fj6nk3wnhCyYKerGVi-H0VIFYNLrjW/s900/Image008.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="828" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEc7SqXdrpANR5zEaaPfiSj66RUE336UAKtmVAaXlvKweINXcyfhomfY8Cqzz2eKwdVXvsQH1jpHONLkJHEQ_haCLtOcQ0IjtQNO8OhHynFO20tA34d0qB31Ll9nfBwtNy-ZaPN_L7s_ibSEtp7rUahZCf9SBS26Fj6nk3wnhCyYKerGVi-H0VIFYNLrjW/w588-h640/Image008.jpg" width="588" /></a></div><br /><p>Got some on my desk even now!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1hIrStHr4DajUE7AsbkoPM_MMXBNEwI6QBxBOJvXUpFE6XktP0PlpP2jhb_RFZIi92SrRjMZSvTTptGSRjiiN6i_W3iZVDciwfwSUglGy3wNZwQi1omfd6jQj8cqCHbmQhpacrfVx6EDWiZ8F20t2cIOR7jJF2e5NextPN7SAvqne0YQc4hfjPiK8_eU8/s900/Image001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="679" data-original-width="900" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1hIrStHr4DajUE7AsbkoPM_MMXBNEwI6QBxBOJvXUpFE6XktP0PlpP2jhb_RFZIi92SrRjMZSvTTptGSRjiiN6i_W3iZVDciwfwSUglGy3wNZwQi1omfd6jQj8cqCHbmQhpacrfVx6EDWiZ8F20t2cIOR7jJF2e5NextPN7SAvqne0YQc4hfjPiK8_eU8/w640-h482/Image001.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Alongside the broom plant, mixed in with other volunteers are some volunteer raspberrys, I feel bad because I always forget they are there.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzfRured6_QYiIJl0USOXCwAt2Z05LP4ErpYQyuFOFbvAQ3qqE2YjeYglrRC3gaKbZh76sKSNaUQSR7Lzgj-D2_2bs4sTiyNi7l1Z-G25dhTJ5YBxo-6gV0TcrVli1_5pCtFHx5LpwS6D-F6Xm3Pzia7xwyHCNCVs-zeobJ7SPuiS81spZDmIvu9sFu47m/s1000/Image010.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="1000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzfRured6_QYiIJl0USOXCwAt2Z05LP4ErpYQyuFOFbvAQ3qqE2YjeYglrRC3gaKbZh76sKSNaUQSR7Lzgj-D2_2bs4sTiyNi7l1Z-G25dhTJ5YBxo-6gV0TcrVli1_5pCtFHx5LpwS6D-F6Xm3Pzia7xwyHCNCVs-zeobJ7SPuiS81spZDmIvu9sFu47m/w640-h480/Image010.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>But yesterday we got a tiny harvest!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFsBBRBVKA_eCMhr7wFFEgc42KIdrJT6hU1oACf2IOD46-i4qh_fkSIM7idbmm52rFKgneGJUNpWzOJ8LwSv3pIGy9kthTpnzqf-HiZ4AYeRUs3-7C38BE9gY9imTXW8-UyfyEvNFwMVlkrlQcuAgVRpYhWF3g4Py0xLtjyhmxUfUhJ-dagLlBG4HbNJpw/s900/Image002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="866" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFsBBRBVKA_eCMhr7wFFEgc42KIdrJT6hU1oACf2IOD46-i4qh_fkSIM7idbmm52rFKgneGJUNpWzOJ8LwSv3pIGy9kthTpnzqf-HiZ4AYeRUs3-7C38BE9gY9imTXW8-UyfyEvNFwMVlkrlQcuAgVRpYhWF3g4Py0xLtjyhmxUfUhJ-dagLlBG4HbNJpw/w616-h640/Image002.jpg" width="616" /></a></div><p></p><p>Next to the raspberries, the hops I planted for fun are doing their annual climb up the support for the power pole.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDtnJ93UZ1WMaPB759gOxzWHucBe7YDgB6GgGKagMKio4Y7C95vmtVhjjkhf5lV4sGBFjHwje2VVGiEfqq83EZ6kkdKM0yrP960-6-9sfjVrWcfeNrscQKnmIvf5eFh04TVxBFRSFMfYUnAt3XdfE9my8qZMJ5Nlr7oNcHD0RkasCazg2EmpFzG4RkWwK/s900/Image009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="675" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPDtnJ93UZ1WMaPB759gOxzWHucBe7YDgB6GgGKagMKio4Y7C95vmtVhjjkhf5lV4sGBFjHwje2VVGiEfqq83EZ6kkdKM0yrP960-6-9sfjVrWcfeNrscQKnmIvf5eFh04TVxBFRSFMfYUnAt3XdfE9my8qZMJ5Nlr7oNcHD0RkasCazg2EmpFzG4RkWwK/w480-h640/Image009.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><p>And the apple tree out front (leaning a bit because it takes the brunt of our Nevada windstorms) also has a respectable apple crop coming in.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNZqAyzeVcMh6PB-lC1sXOV6Uf3Oi-tjsVE7aOUiEP4YkiW1MqvNhmykNWu_i5jXGPOJI9To7yfuppB8Lqdpbe2Gev2Rsrj5S9GcE_2WgOPjBkB8OzdJuGBRv6SYQdxHZ0qbuNCZkxPgsOi5XdQ0aCTUFTp735LvyXUmwDfFiJsjREkhbZGW0OIjolqe7/s1000/Image004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="838" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRNZqAyzeVcMh6PB-lC1sXOV6Uf3Oi-tjsVE7aOUiEP4YkiW1MqvNhmykNWu_i5jXGPOJI9To7yfuppB8Lqdpbe2Gev2Rsrj5S9GcE_2WgOPjBkB8OzdJuGBRv6SYQdxHZ0qbuNCZkxPgsOi5XdQ0aCTUFTp735LvyXUmwDfFiJsjREkhbZGW0OIjolqe7/w536-h640/Image004.jpg" width="536" /></a></div><br /><p>I think they are Macintosh. It's produced apples before, but never to the point of us being able to harvest them.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwPuCim_8E1QruDLHDkzOzJULENHIw2lhC9GRRCw2sCxL69Lt33isrz0rNBoqkEHPoTaayh1aZRQX0XBE12A-UYCx5jbqvXyF77guJvBsytt-ANPRV2cu1cZQuqGRKXBST3gBfahEzXqRDhdcz-JaMp5T86U7I7XzSsifcN4sb1OobKp9WT3PpyPS59ms6/s1000/Image005.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="550" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwPuCim_8E1QruDLHDkzOzJULENHIw2lhC9GRRCw2sCxL69Lt33isrz0rNBoqkEHPoTaayh1aZRQX0XBE12A-UYCx5jbqvXyF77guJvBsytt-ANPRV2cu1cZQuqGRKXBST3gBfahEzXqRDhdcz-JaMp5T86U7I7XzSsifcN4sb1OobKp9WT3PpyPS59ms6/w352-h640/Image005.jpg" width="352" /></a></div><br /><p>Another volunteer that made it through winter...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi75wq7uv_izL4Rn9P2lLhy6r8wEey1j2LxGedimhnMjDQhgd3RVqAW-BnmfHrhkCDFPuQd823IdwalskezlMykeToTph8xFp7IA0Vq9JORpYGNZPM96AVeDLo4xlz3sPsBOH_lYiVwhHuAdp_ZK89nysa3eksvfETorooVw_wo_0PEBzwQdMVhOOzekGsN/s900/Image006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="675" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi75wq7uv_izL4Rn9P2lLhy6r8wEey1j2LxGedimhnMjDQhgd3RVqAW-BnmfHrhkCDFPuQd823IdwalskezlMykeToTph8xFp7IA0Vq9JORpYGNZPM96AVeDLo4xlz3sPsBOH_lYiVwhHuAdp_ZK89nysa3eksvfETorooVw_wo_0PEBzwQdMVhOOzekGsN/w480-h640/Image006.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>Sadly, I've seen none of my pretty blanket flowers that reseed themselves every year, nor any hollyhocks or gladiolas. No tulips or muscari, but a couple of daffodils popped up in spring.</p><p>Out back, my serviceberry plant has a surprise bumper crop! I plan on making jam or jelly with them if I have enough.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCTCIdEWrJLLCzw54XXTrs18BtIvcwoha9qEZsLmou8vIM6J8sCT_xSJqvtEBd3Z2JPoq3dcaEVj0AnTmxjl0DyW3ux_RSUxvIy6xdz1gXXJlXpFGM1GCBwrEW34AS0777ARLn5woYdRTq_yMuY5JdDWVHLRe3-UllSt1_GCmFk3GNO-8dKgaCiFp7mQy7/s900/Image011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="870" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCTCIdEWrJLLCzw54XXTrs18BtIvcwoha9qEZsLmou8vIM6J8sCT_xSJqvtEBd3Z2JPoq3dcaEVj0AnTmxjl0DyW3ux_RSUxvIy6xdz1gXXJlXpFGM1GCBwrEW34AS0777ARLn5woYdRTq_yMuY5JdDWVHLRe3-UllSt1_GCmFk3GNO-8dKgaCiFp7mQy7/w618-h640/Image011.jpg" width="618" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>In the chicken yard, my Satsuma plum tree is producing fruit for the first time since it was planted in 2015. I was worrying about it, even though they promised it was a self-pollinating variety. But darned if it isn't going nuts with fruit! Today I thinned some of them out, the chickens waiting below were VERY disappointed in the hard little green things I dropped.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_wKuEvJLhilCNHALadclFJVk2hiFOkqT-aTtPRkPnMUBh6ySmg8QD2Sjba71yvsZbxPSW7kHn0koaIlD-vHzpJwBdHLSTmdpt_CSjQqqFpFeaULwJSE2oBqvNRh0-5faAbWkOOIRlFkXUQx57XFE-54UlR1-1mjxTKn4WIbct_PCqxXbatT_8QD06wzzV/s1000/Image013.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="908" data-original-width="1000" height="582" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_wKuEvJLhilCNHALadclFJVk2hiFOkqT-aTtPRkPnMUBh6ySmg8QD2Sjba71yvsZbxPSW7kHn0koaIlD-vHzpJwBdHLSTmdpt_CSjQqqFpFeaULwJSE2oBqvNRh0-5faAbWkOOIRlFkXUQx57XFE-54UlR1-1mjxTKn4WIbct_PCqxXbatT_8QD06wzzV/w640-h582/Image013.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Also fruiting out back is the Bartlett pear, so far doing better than it has before...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtA4gIqkIlBI1MRAX3NTQnn7N4OP6pvnOJ9Da-Ym8PR3v1QcOtNJtk41hec4D2oVV0iqQzN2B27jyfUhS1hHoNfegjgRT1jG_85IhTXurSUhehQOCRLQlY7RM4JEyR85tEUy0idS282hDVRDoVMNhzBo5Bu6RW_sEIGStjGRddArF_GwzaiHeai-QlgYzl/s1000/Image012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="1000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtA4gIqkIlBI1MRAX3NTQnn7N4OP6pvnOJ9Da-Ym8PR3v1QcOtNJtk41hec4D2oVV0iqQzN2B27jyfUhS1hHoNfegjgRT1jG_85IhTXurSUhehQOCRLQlY7RM4JEyR85tEUy0idS282hDVRDoVMNhzBo5Bu6RW_sEIGStjGRddArF_GwzaiHeai-QlgYzl/w640-h480/Image012.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Speaking of fruit, our henfruit crop continues, even if some of the hens cheat a bit a gift us with tiny eggs...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLICswy2XT3FaLOZNGJbu3AX9EGbm342E8uJ6WzOMCL4ADbgqIfkPR2EiUj1fY6yncPGRPiNoVTvbL46cC-WI1V6u_ZXECD756EmcFV1QMbLb5V-3OBvjdq4JPDedOXaYtmceqsiQ4pCGhoJwb5-CG0ma0XoXR19FZYOSq8-KvivIjhPK_AK2WlOFBvPod/s900/Image003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="896" data-original-width="900" height="638" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLICswy2XT3FaLOZNGJbu3AX9EGbm342E8uJ6WzOMCL4ADbgqIfkPR2EiUj1fY6yncPGRPiNoVTvbL46cC-WI1V6u_ZXECD756EmcFV1QMbLb5V-3OBvjdq4JPDedOXaYtmceqsiQ4pCGhoJwb5-CG0ma0XoXR19FZYOSq8-KvivIjhPK_AK2WlOFBvPod/w640-h638/Image003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>These tiny eggs are fully formed, just extra-small. As they began arriving after Swiffer went out to join the flock, we're pretty sure they're from her!<br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-85227088396830767822023-07-03T21:51:00.001-07:002023-07-03T21:51:17.420-07:00WingDing...<p> Welp...I have some sad news. Something happened back in April that we
hadn't said anything about until now, because we didn't want to drag
everybody down, and there was nothing anyone could have done to help,
anyway.<br />
<br />
WingDing died this morning.<br />
Back on April 10th we innoculated the chicks for Marek's Disease. The
vaccine must be given a few days after hatch, and is delivered using a
tuberculin syringe (tiny, very short needle) via a sub-q injection at
the back of the neck. The kid and I have been doing them for years, so
we know how to do it and are experienced--what happened was a pure freak
accident.<br />
<br />
WingDing was a Silikie, and humans developing crested breeds like
Silkies for bigger and better crests have caused a naturally-occurring
hole in the top of a Silkie's skull to become much larger. Their brains
protrude through this hole, leaving them VERY susceptible to brain
injury from what would otherwise be a minor injury from a bump or peck
to the head. I call this kind of injury Head Boink, and it's generally
quite treatable. Head Boink can also be cause by Botulism (or anything
that causes brain swelling), the symptoms are a loss of balance and/or
what is called Twirling/Stargazing. It can be fatal because the bird
cannot eat or drink for itself.<br />
<br />
When WingDing was getting her vaccination, she suddenly freaked out and
flailed, and rammed the needle into her neck vertebrae. She immediately
went limp and I thought she'd killed herself.<br />
She was alive, but in shock and paralyzed. I immediately began treating
her with a Selenium/Vitamin E mixture which I've used before for cases
of Head Boink, it's got a very good track record for curing it--but it
takes time--usually around 10- 20 days.<br />
<br />
WingDing's injury was profound, she couldn't even hold her head up and
just laid in one spot. We put her in her own cage, and I've been
handfeeding her every 2 hours since April 10th and giving her the Head
Boink treatment. Over the last three months she'd gained weight, grown
and improved to the point where for the last 3 weeks, she could hold
herself upright, was eating and drinking on her own, etc. She still
couldn't walk around normally and I couldn't trust the adult chickens or
big chicks around her, so she'd been living in her own space in the
brooder box. The last 14 days or so the three baby chicks were hopping
in with her and they were all getting along great. WingDing had gotten
much stronger and was still making progress but it was slow, we'd hoped
eventually she'd be able to walk around without staggering and could
join the flock in another few weeks. But she was alert, healthy and
carrying on just like the other chicks.<br />
<br />
Today she went out into the small run with the three young chicks from
batch 2--seperated from the big chickens, of course--so they could all
spend a couple of hours outside and start getting used to the outdoors
while we cleaned the brooder box.<br />
<br />
An hour later, the kid found WingDing dead. No injuries or damage, she
just...died. I don't know if her Head Boink contributed to her death or
not, but I suspect that she couldn't overcome it and it just finally got
her.<br />
<br />
Hope everyone understands why why didn't mention this before...I really
was hoping we'd get her back to a point where she could join the flock
or just be a house chicken. Sorry to be the bearer of sad news, but it
was just a stupid damned accident and we did our best for her. </p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvqLnTmpxQev_kAj0Upm8wzy6KFdt8AK_pYzVSF5MKguegP5fpHl47sucAjpfZBbqOZ4SFjf0POk7zuu1Z9rX41_V1W-faTpkmnOew_z6eB-xnC8qtOs0-kMn5cfp2CTAdnjzfFqB1uPSx5yIZjijtf2VBKlx1q384ZYUFhF5LkKr1INph3-UWQzsjQRi/s1000/Image037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="930" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbvqLnTmpxQev_kAj0Upm8wzy6KFdt8AK_pYzVSF5MKguegP5fpHl47sucAjpfZBbqOZ4SFjf0POk7zuu1Z9rX41_V1W-faTpkmnOew_z6eB-xnC8qtOs0-kMn5cfp2CTAdnjzfFqB1uPSx5yIZjijtf2VBKlx1q384ZYUFhF5LkKr1INph3-UWQzsjQRi/w596-h640/Image037.jpg" width="596" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZpwJ1E8bJ1hGjNggHHnks-YUo-KNQGEZomYJ_nPXJ3uilCkNfYy3VNdVI3JlOqy-5ndkRnpsqNV1qpi-ZCwnX9ApHW6w_BW52NGEZyMku0Q0AE37Fp0FerkTbGctCA7ww4UfXoxHFe_B4eJhvrWpM42FSfVadzu_jX_7LPkoYadNfs1nsgAFdkvMY2Qfl/s900/Image036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="806" data-original-width="900" height="574" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZpwJ1E8bJ1hGjNggHHnks-YUo-KNQGEZomYJ_nPXJ3uilCkNfYy3VNdVI3JlOqy-5ndkRnpsqNV1qpi-ZCwnX9ApHW6w_BW52NGEZyMku0Q0AE37Fp0FerkTbGctCA7ww4UfXoxHFe_B4eJhvrWpM42FSfVadzu_jX_7LPkoYadNfs1nsgAFdkvMY2Qfl/w640-h574/Image036.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-60350245722761657542023-06-19T17:52:00.003-07:002023-08-10T13:09:08.910-07:00Chickam Chicks At Two Months Old, Give Or Take...<p>Since this is our 15th year of doing Chickam, we did two hatches this year! The first group hatched in April on Easter weekend and are now 9 weeks old. We had a thunderstorms delaying me getting decent pictures, so now, in order of hatch, here they are.</p><p>No vulture hocks (elongated, stiffened outer thigh feathers) so far, so I doubt the either of our Belgian d'Uccle mix roos are daddys this year. Time will tell if Bobbie, our buff Brahma roo got in here at all. Most of this year's chicks appear to have Mjolnir, our Buff Orpington roo for a daddy--he's been a busy guy! Any roos we hatch will have to be rehomed since we already have too many roos as it is. We also may end up rehoming a few of the girls...all that will be decided later. </p><p><b>Imminent Disaster</b>, hatched from a medium-sized, olive green egg (#11). Mom is one of our Americaunas/Americaunas mix girls, likely either Peanut or Cheese. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjZFABuJE32Vhpy1g06mNXDLSnfcDro-Zem_t4d2tQZyyySg9af55o9bb_hZ4PfcTJfh0gYMdGKJ_2UE0-HEw-y7ljPD8PqkoKDh394yi7dnOC7bLP8VipgaSOapUgHSnEs7xrfCK4_e_-W2IeLp8_lJzfw3SY_Y8NoP0qALfdaKYd630jrKzYdq_yZZn/s1000/Image002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="861" data-original-width="1000" height="552" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgjZFABuJE32Vhpy1g06mNXDLSnfcDro-Zem_t4d2tQZyyySg9af55o9bb_hZ4PfcTJfh0gYMdGKJ_2UE0-HEw-y7ljPD8PqkoKDh394yi7dnOC7bLP8VipgaSOapUgHSnEs7xrfCK4_e_-W2IeLp8_lJzfw3SY_Y8NoP0qALfdaKYd630jrKzYdq_yZZn/w640-h552/Image002.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhJfcxMDokcriaTGkNBEjfSXtkdzlytGkkoTG4d5ltgwElzzDUJEgbYDN1uD7Tsals3PPgnIVGpE3EjaCBqSjkGcLiA3hUnT-ELoN0P-5Eu2s0hfX9-RjMl55662V_-vSUugNpMJlZLc-lizw8P1YMEubpyc8NMtvneqwY2Fh_qiPzjHehMnkT6GPocXjN/s1000/Image003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="678" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhJfcxMDokcriaTGkNBEjfSXtkdzlytGkkoTG4d5ltgwElzzDUJEgbYDN1uD7Tsals3PPgnIVGpE3EjaCBqSjkGcLiA3hUnT-ELoN0P-5Eu2s0hfX9-RjMl55662V_-vSUugNpMJlZLc-lizw8P1YMEubpyc8NMtvneqwY2Fh_qiPzjHehMnkT6GPocXjN/w434-h640/Image003.jpg" width="434" /></a></div><br /><p><b>Dubious Intentions</b>, hatched from a small/medium light pink/brown egg (#24). Mom might be Kentucky, Kana or Bonesaw. A wee bit of Americaunas in there, showing in her modest face fluffies. Despite making me think at first she was a roo, she's turned out to be a hen! Dubi is pathologically friendly and curious, whenever we go out into the yard she is instantly underfoot pecking at your shoes, pant legs, whatever, and demands to be picked up.</p><p>Great pic except for the wonky foot pose. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ9pGg-PRWRBmhGGTSIQ5Zhl9oGY_5Y5QAxqtNsCCQsnnH-hxHDn4sIqTU5bKJfavYlnz_Exz6AzmzEpufMLzxWbr3xuBcKuJfWx7Czg-3pXnvlpAl72yCJbxW_K7MPMkQI0YSQGPOkGWUEoSZMpDr4sj_9swtzGD0gtWBRQF5mNq7mVxCQM2LP4Hdj9zP/s1000/Image009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="764" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ9pGg-PRWRBmhGGTSIQ5Zhl9oGY_5Y5QAxqtNsCCQsnnH-hxHDn4sIqTU5bKJfavYlnz_Exz6AzmzEpufMLzxWbr3xuBcKuJfWx7Czg-3pXnvlpAl72yCJbxW_K7MPMkQI0YSQGPOkGWUEoSZMpDr4sj_9swtzGD0gtWBRQF5mNq7mVxCQM2LP4Hdj9zP/w488-h640/Image009.jpg" width="488" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2v72cR82p8FEZpg6iaoVs7jMgTggBAubRpoYoc0xYxS-Nyyjrl28DZI8pB7ru4qEAIAUbI8jgCaCEv41G9SfFZ4qFrUKnqsqwnc873D-jF0QHhipVqacjD360tJmQe-24GVBgSpN0VBx5dlAq3dxuTPitb09JEW8EEaByloSBKFtJj8DaxA_vkM1QoHbX/s1000/Image010.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="929" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2v72cR82p8FEZpg6iaoVs7jMgTggBAubRpoYoc0xYxS-Nyyjrl28DZI8pB7ru4qEAIAUbI8jgCaCEv41G9SfFZ4qFrUKnqsqwnc873D-jF0QHhipVqacjD360tJmQe-24GVBgSpN0VBx5dlAq3dxuTPitb09JEW8EEaByloSBKFtJj8DaxA_vkM1QoHbX/w594-h640/Image010.jpg" width="594" /></a></div><p></p><p>Derp.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDaiYBeeR2pk3IN5y-2pT_TrMYyX1NhjGyiHkwzeogolqqPk0YRxBiumpYRJl6DJOfTD4AMpob3Usv9CyI2EZIvspEniYnItM4-I_NZLFs5ZXTtMiXvExbEpVJPV2oER8z_9q2AL0FSWTpMvKEwPfnNU1s4hBpPZ13e_zgeo0Sv65A4uboAi9GFsh19jjZ/s1000/Image011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="504" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDaiYBeeR2pk3IN5y-2pT_TrMYyX1NhjGyiHkwzeogolqqPk0YRxBiumpYRJl6DJOfTD4AMpob3Usv9CyI2EZIvspEniYnItM4-I_NZLFs5ZXTtMiXvExbEpVJPV2oER8z_9q2AL0FSWTpMvKEwPfnNU1s4hBpPZ13e_zgeo0Sv65A4uboAi9GFsh19jjZ/w322-h640/Image011.jpg" width="322" /></a></div><p>In fact, Dubi is a total dork who specializes in the fine art of 'Derp' for chickens.</p><p>Foot inspection... <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwMKrnpA1TBIzmpM68ho3IvKS9x34x46XfpG1YPvA-NvlXlVYk4g8aS5U0r5BhBtT_jr_oAqwsfbPR6umZauo3YcMMzkKk5N1E1DXXzmKTlGVGsMWOZHjEgHejcp1FTsq0pBfgTmGqzJoYgAzNwux-s1axUSiWC9am8pu4Yi9femYQ_8rrNHFGk3fnr1fU/s1000/Image004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="797" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwMKrnpA1TBIzmpM68ho3IvKS9x34x46XfpG1YPvA-NvlXlVYk4g8aS5U0r5BhBtT_jr_oAqwsfbPR6umZauo3YcMMzkKk5N1E1DXXzmKTlGVGsMWOZHjEgHejcp1FTsq0pBfgTmGqzJoYgAzNwux-s1axUSiWC9am8pu4Yi9femYQ_8rrNHFGk3fnr1fU/w510-h640/Image004.jpg" width="510" /></a></div><p></p><p>RAN to check out the camera...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjurymfGkfoHsgZKcmLGOP5BEc0wP9cFNEMmQWyHPAtJX68bL2twYf4BIP9w0Qs3OcuRYg4aGbraGUd__oJZ6u8S0tHwPNBc5gSbH9l8TJVYWt8gWrI9HbmsZgBANgcR3ivGZAYyOjnSxPUVfMfJlwDsPm3LCc3DR2Dp08dgLniNbxnvaXQfB6zYYepGKyf/s800/Image007.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="646" data-original-width="800" height="516" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjurymfGkfoHsgZKcmLGOP5BEc0wP9cFNEMmQWyHPAtJX68bL2twYf4BIP9w0Qs3OcuRYg4aGbraGUd__oJZ6u8S0tHwPNBc5gSbH9l8TJVYWt8gWrI9HbmsZgBANgcR3ivGZAYyOjnSxPUVfMfJlwDsPm3LCc3DR2Dp08dgLniNbxnvaXQfB6zYYepGKyf/w640-h516/Image007.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>And had to be propped up somewhat.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp7prZsPpHxLbbATuWVX6AlxJmETbg0Pyt-RCi1lFLoKaDR8LryEF7Kyc5-MAekoDNwTNsff2Pojj5M1w_eN-C6zqN_C9KzamfNgEP825OwtH50OjP-9JfrJ5OCbPBdHbtDm7AaORpeK2bo1d1Tijm1irM4H4YNN2OuUf2wZ1hIOFmtf0O1Fhwmz8aKXzA/s1000/Image008.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="978" data-original-width="1000" height="626" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp7prZsPpHxLbbATuWVX6AlxJmETbg0Pyt-RCi1lFLoKaDR8LryEF7Kyc5-MAekoDNwTNsff2Pojj5M1w_eN-C6zqN_C9KzamfNgEP825OwtH50OjP-9JfrJ5OCbPBdHbtDm7AaORpeK2bo1d1Tijm1irM4H4YNN2OuUf2wZ1hIOFmtf0O1Fhwmz8aKXzA/w640-h626/Image008.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><b>Scraunch</b>, hatched from a small/medium light tan egg (#23). Scraunch really IS this cute in real life, too. Scraunch also has some Americaunas in there somewhere, as you can see from the face fluffies.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR0ShUCv9Q9Na9_3VQpi70MbZ8kbKIEhpsmTOM54T0OChuIKrqCMAZeEGVi7s6qC3CB51AQPoY-hKv3RL1lhFHTl6sAOwGaFaJx1qCQGd0CsFkkSfC-IgK9rQwYNWVt17NAEE32M-DdcdKiystv7XGCePPof26Db3QZb5KiHmDWbU0GfyhAb3CnsqRfccd/s1000/Image039.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="558" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR0ShUCv9Q9Na9_3VQpi70MbZ8kbKIEhpsmTOM54T0OChuIKrqCMAZeEGVi7s6qC3CB51AQPoY-hKv3RL1lhFHTl6sAOwGaFaJx1qCQGd0CsFkkSfC-IgK9rQwYNWVt17NAEE32M-DdcdKiystv7XGCePPof26Db3QZb5KiHmDWbU0GfyhAb3CnsqRfccd/w358-h640/Image039.jpg" width="358" /></a></div> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-bzAdMCDSwdsH7OwoC1RKJW9frsMaapmaQMJhuV-OEczbGVFyA1LOzjFPPz9V8zb5ZV10C21T1NRP6n_N9TORoCQZWUZdMmXaYhbg9RRxL41VKwFFSyWj21UGXNpHD9IqEvBxpRGT8MfsFxIWV2V9Ss0Je8y7ZX-VJs6Bsmmvqg7_WV_-mT_yRveTTD54/s1000/Image038.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="947" data-original-width="1000" height="606" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-bzAdMCDSwdsH7OwoC1RKJW9frsMaapmaQMJhuV-OEczbGVFyA1LOzjFPPz9V8zb5ZV10C21T1NRP6n_N9TORoCQZWUZdMmXaYhbg9RRxL41VKwFFSyWj21UGXNpHD9IqEvBxpRGT8MfsFxIWV2V9Ss0Je8y7ZX-VJs6Bsmmvqg7_WV_-mT_yRveTTD54/w640-h606/Image038.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><b>Bort Grungus</b>, hatched from a medium-sized light blue egg (#14). When she was little, Bort looked so much like Scraunch that she had to wear a green food color spot.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJBPeXgBT7aTlSAFuXiFu2KH55jvsLBM5eyZ6xgZm6pziAtucKh9wUSdSKb1GSXERbF--l87U9-SEb4_OaVrbKIeRVBJ9YAbfUmOlzxZSEBiV4SzxH5JTOlMu7lFLAm-AsOkN9m8RRasonUsdcreQGrodstx406l4OLLmhGk4bEx_HB5t7VKPvJYF-VPd1/s1000/Image018.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="974" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJBPeXgBT7aTlSAFuXiFu2KH55jvsLBM5eyZ6xgZm6pziAtucKh9wUSdSKb1GSXERbF--l87U9-SEb4_OaVrbKIeRVBJ9YAbfUmOlzxZSEBiV4SzxH5JTOlMu7lFLAm-AsOkN9m8RRasonUsdcreQGrodstx406l4OLLmhGk4bEx_HB5t7VKPvJYF-VPd1/w624-h640/Image018.jpg" width="624" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Ed6dSIZW2KIN3-Gg_nxHD86y0LEAEu_vhLZLwCqNSCgZ_H-A3HJN_lUewCHH5_FO-vD8d7BhLkWo-JuKexbfCcSJkWagvaGWfwhy5T81R7ah9zdrmVesT7OxKWlAId38EMnhpSqFo67oCK8dlDc5svPQ43HfYWvS8I1COzR5cY8YcAVmrmITQ9xOXJg5/s1000/Image017.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="881" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Ed6dSIZW2KIN3-Gg_nxHD86y0LEAEu_vhLZLwCqNSCgZ_H-A3HJN_lUewCHH5_FO-vD8d7BhLkWo-JuKexbfCcSJkWagvaGWfwhy5T81R7ah9zdrmVesT7OxKWlAId38EMnhpSqFo67oCK8dlDc5svPQ43HfYWvS8I1COzR5cY8YcAVmrmITQ9xOXJg5/w564-h640/Image017.jpg" width="564" /></a></div><p></p><p><b>Garibaldi</b>, hatched from a small tan egg (#4) laid by Brick, a bantam Cochin/Belgian d'Uccle mix hen. Can't see them well here, but Garabaldi has some lovely gray tail feathers coming in.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixcuR90UkvauBHc61uXV_zxxRAFFPQjjkLJWCz6zYWjWpuZd8cemHsOnhPXcKmYP5NwZ5U9mEEa3a-yWLJKiuQKPAqXTXjjDeQ-5Is6e3lOjKl-lhzkbn4yc-OMrXIm-2y-9wDilejI1glRABkzKW7LYgUwacfeCwWrG0eu0ZrWO8V8IMV8y9Uv79DoGyV/s1000/Image012A.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="830" data-original-width="1000" height="532" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixcuR90UkvauBHc61uXV_zxxRAFFPQjjkLJWCz6zYWjWpuZd8cemHsOnhPXcKmYP5NwZ5U9mEEa3a-yWLJKiuQKPAqXTXjjDeQ-5Is6e3lOjKl-lhzkbn4yc-OMrXIm-2y-9wDilejI1glRABkzKW7LYgUwacfeCwWrG0eu0ZrWO8V8IMV8y9Uv79DoGyV/w640-h532/Image012A.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-YUrgq6N_TaHyFa9z4G286tZwqz-uwG-8XdGXnNYPg0vgRkcUlurvlwQbv6wwd-ahXeRtXINFjIch--CNOVJsXTw6gXN3poRC6nKHt_GCBynSS8PMWP2J5KPMf-oAw8yfVDuC-5r-ifRj4Pg26xUfDuayLWyC65eQtp6BFdaY64TLXJN5ihtH_zuaC7z/s1000/Image012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="885" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD-YUrgq6N_TaHyFa9z4G286tZwqz-uwG-8XdGXnNYPg0vgRkcUlurvlwQbv6wwd-ahXeRtXINFjIch--CNOVJsXTw6gXN3poRC6nKHt_GCBynSS8PMWP2J5KPMf-oAw8yfVDuC-5r-ifRj4Pg26xUfDuayLWyC65eQtp6BFdaY64TLXJN5ihtH_zuaC7z/w566-h640/Image012.jpg" width="566" /></a></div><p>Lastly is <b>Brian/Mooncake</b>, hatched from a large, long, pointed olive green egg (#9). Mooncake is a big, reddish rooster.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4qxs5wepBSxzZjXNYrW_G46BCC9T8d4jwRPtW55fbT4jhT8ibZoNfKLTvuSHYogA6h7r7omLAWDb-Lr_-IvOo9yVfNdTZuFedCt98HgTo1d_zhPP_qLgzSLiUHocsQH6iPKRkeInpxkaf2GnsVamcIUkf2O9Uea9wm0zAEfHY5RrEOfVXYEp9m5lgMBVw/s1000/Image024.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="954" data-original-width="1000" height="610" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4qxs5wepBSxzZjXNYrW_G46BCC9T8d4jwRPtW55fbT4jhT8ibZoNfKLTvuSHYogA6h7r7omLAWDb-Lr_-IvOo9yVfNdTZuFedCt98HgTo1d_zhPP_qLgzSLiUHocsQH6iPKRkeInpxkaf2GnsVamcIUkf2O9Uea9wm0zAEfHY5RrEOfVXYEp9m5lgMBVw/w640-h610/Image024.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvp1B6-bExfyfAbS5IsZJ0hwiSjoS2d7zmfSmkm37ejoJl8wRwgSNHcpChOzRloCt7VIFHP689Qf1971iBE73SWTSPVRpaDcu9u9PWFYWXXpIuzjlJZy1FZDvAK-PqQSTd3ARJpCyViqGY7A214bpJOXh0ONTBjaJxiqLjBAdW0jsePNnMpPV_UuAuL5Gt/s1000/Image025.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="623" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvp1B6-bExfyfAbS5IsZJ0hwiSjoS2d7zmfSmkm37ejoJl8wRwgSNHcpChOzRloCt7VIFHP689Qf1971iBE73SWTSPVRpaDcu9u9PWFYWXXpIuzjlJZy1FZDvAK-PqQSTd3ARJpCyViqGY7A214bpJOXh0ONTBjaJxiqLjBAdW0jsePNnMpPV_UuAuL5Gt/w398-h640/Image025.jpg" width="398" /></a></div><p></p><p> </p><p>And...because it's US, we had to add in a couple of chicks from a local poultry swap.</p><p>First is <b>Triffid</b>, a now 3 month old Brabanter (I think) mix roo. While he's fun and pretty, we already have too many roos and he'll have to be rehomed.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDPpnTuKkn9aV0WXLKJCp_8f103Uxn6f7v0apRgeyfcxlw8Eh9NJhNB76CO_c79Og8jKdKbp-D-BF6j3j3dMQMZHYrjWN9qanX63bEK5t5pYEKlwI-MVAiWeP2Hwj6P8AbeBmi3gj2YkO0IBwqv7vuq9chB2RPAEOjYmf2jNgKK0GtYBcqLuxnj4mKzwBo/s1000/Image028.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="909" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDPpnTuKkn9aV0WXLKJCp_8f103Uxn6f7v0apRgeyfcxlw8Eh9NJhNB76CO_c79Og8jKdKbp-D-BF6j3j3dMQMZHYrjWN9qanX63bEK5t5pYEKlwI-MVAiWeP2Hwj6P8AbeBmi3gj2YkO0IBwqv7vuq9chB2RPAEOjYmf2jNgKK0GtYBcqLuxnj4mKzwBo/w582-h640/Image028.jpg" width="582" /></a></div><p></p><p>He kept trying to jump on my head during picture time, the kid had to restrain him.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hl8thqUoZ8MEQPVmdEyd92dBhjbYfGJVfHhHS5FPPXGtoBV0wnbAFuPP6kDCgEYFilWE7AUnrTXc5yWvqAQF3rOVc4W1wseBsPMv_dQBg9nySsCk9oGyKQRLvo6QTBZytyoN2ow-yZtO_MsEkKMES3vdn3_Lhh6W2wPU4DdDi79KcD1MmL1KcfG50dwx/s1000/Image026.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="704" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9hl8thqUoZ8MEQPVmdEyd92dBhjbYfGJVfHhHS5FPPXGtoBV0wnbAFuPP6kDCgEYFilWE7AUnrTXc5yWvqAQF3rOVc4W1wseBsPMv_dQBg9nySsCk9oGyKQRLvo6QTBZytyoN2ow-yZtO_MsEkKMES3vdn3_Lhh6W2wPU4DdDi79KcD1MmL1KcfG50dwx/w450-h640/Image026.jpg" width="450" /></a></div><p></p><p><b>Wingding</b>, Silkie hen, approximately 2 months old. When we first got her I really thought she was a frizzle, but now doesn't look like one...time till tell!</p><p>Pardon her '<b><i>I've rolled in corn</i></b>' look--she'd rolled in corn. Despite how it looks in the pictures, she really <i>does</i> have a face. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6PyG29yhevFHSywwHW_OiT93ECR6K1pVm1y_UITcYDmuJalUMSe5_aedAL6l_Of2cLhHEdbLjffahmc2DRaG72hBVyQ87bK8x0dzV5xfSxccbmjrHNe94wUne1wcJGpdols5UZbfAvMfrhfJ-IOfA04LSXSR6tWmVE2ODqhK7rIwSmjQ71lv6Tr2Ooh7I/s1000/Image035.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="776" data-original-width="1000" height="496" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6PyG29yhevFHSywwHW_OiT93ECR6K1pVm1y_UITcYDmuJalUMSe5_aedAL6l_Of2cLhHEdbLjffahmc2DRaG72hBVyQ87bK8x0dzV5xfSxccbmjrHNe94wUne1wcJGpdols5UZbfAvMfrhfJ-IOfA04LSXSR6tWmVE2ODqhK7rIwSmjQ71lv6Tr2Ooh7I/w640-h496/Image035.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgd1OwF0DsUyUjC9lx_Xphw80ADNmDFktlISsUusSHeB8cAqqzr-NYrDx_f77KU40-iUFkw9mGx5CmLyx_jPKTQbkDuLQ0xpHZasaZYeL4sa5eDobC3SfDBlcg_fPzuodifiZoyegVxjYEHpmWRIgxQXbkei_s1iScBUvWSAYbGkuV6UHvu-r4607p2H6/s1000/Image037.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="930" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvgd1OwF0DsUyUjC9lx_Xphw80ADNmDFktlISsUusSHeB8cAqqzr-NYrDx_f77KU40-iUFkw9mGx5CmLyx_jPKTQbkDuLQ0xpHZasaZYeL4sa5eDobC3SfDBlcg_fPzuodifiZoyegVxjYEHpmWRIgxQXbkei_s1iScBUvWSAYbGkuV6UHvu-r4607p2H6/w596-h640/Image037.jpg" width="596" /></a></div><p></p><p>See?</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB5l8SuypDsAtcatrNktlad2W7VsZlALMBtjSxGvwl_M8Jz4LVLp8WWIDwrLkVhbXBETXfMjL0NMOYThYWCJwCuxBmA_6OVwq8SszWLkx76wKbajVBUMPyqezDz4N1FxacVMmqPaqlqI1wrBc_6EHeSrDY-RqhLlBVfHP8O-D46_WxLk_msRkQNtWMu8EI/s900/Image036.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="806" data-original-width="900" height="574" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB5l8SuypDsAtcatrNktlad2W7VsZlALMBtjSxGvwl_M8Jz4LVLp8WWIDwrLkVhbXBETXfMjL0NMOYThYWCJwCuxBmA_6OVwq8SszWLkx76wKbajVBUMPyqezDz4N1FxacVMmqPaqlqI1wrBc_6EHeSrDY-RqhLlBVfHP8O-D46_WxLk_msRkQNtWMu8EI/w640-h574/Image036.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Lastly is <b>Eggroll</b>, a two month old Splash Blue Laced Red Wyandotte.</p><p>Kinda.</p><p>As she gets older, I swear she's looking more and more like a Cornish, especially her head. Also, she has the size and shape of a shotput, typical of a Cornish...and has been concentrating <i>heavily</i> on growing chicken meat--<i>also</i> typical of a Cornish. Eggroll is stubbornly resisting growing a tail and back/chest feathers, because...well, she's concentrating on growing chicken meat. She's been very quiet...Cornish I've had in the past had gravely voices, a high sign of the breed. If she'd talk, I'd know what she was!<br /></p><p>Again, time will tell what the heck she'll turn out to be. But her colors are gorgeous!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhofW2-sCKAL8aGRTKGh-5ulUPA0HDIrR2dXBteez2Dp0TL0vFn7h-1CeocOC1_S9lL5si0I-36HGjZ7IwacQFrX1JTSq9hfecNpPG_w3bQR9kUEpKmH3UGWr1Qj3X0mr8jyZ7J-xYXLf2ooc_DevijaeVSEX9yHTQeMsrchra6ACArQU1BuAn2eaXBqvYq/s1000/Image031.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="699" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhofW2-sCKAL8aGRTKGh-5ulUPA0HDIrR2dXBteez2Dp0TL0vFn7h-1CeocOC1_S9lL5si0I-36HGjZ7IwacQFrX1JTSq9hfecNpPG_w3bQR9kUEpKmH3UGWr1Qj3X0mr8jyZ7J-xYXLf2ooc_DevijaeVSEX9yHTQeMsrchra6ACArQU1BuAn2eaXBqvYq/w448-h640/Image031.jpg" width="448" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_uWTXE_RCN7pfAg1dU39b6z8UYCj27lfyFYF0z63vMT7kvTMf64FjBw63Wvj9PW5f4BUszTvhzWgbaMtcS6IlxpGJg10l6sv_BjmVXTpPrn0eevyn9hfnHsIzoqo7S5_E12JS9hQ-JWd2dZUy-wVJs3NAvuXHvNBbInQHx1t9jrnKN9UwFBd4WPTNYSN/s1000/Image032.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="493" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX_uWTXE_RCN7pfAg1dU39b6z8UYCj27lfyFYF0z63vMT7kvTMf64FjBw63Wvj9PW5f4BUszTvhzWgbaMtcS6IlxpGJg10l6sv_BjmVXTpPrn0eevyn9hfnHsIzoqo7S5_E12JS9hQ-JWd2dZUy-wVJs3NAvuXHvNBbInQHx1t9jrnKN9UwFBd4WPTNYSN/w316-h640/Image032.jpg" width="316" /></a></div><br /><p>Eggroll has a bit of a wonky head. As a Scratch and Dent bin chicken, she fits right in here.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSXltQZRuGCgLqt8NkTMeXnaeaCect98XBYcua7wWjyWjMRMuvssDVZJM5XxP30zDTSvAAZt1faa7v7WLhgPuwxY6X4n8cIay5LW26mdoj1rMvSLw0OZDpXxtJZQEZj3rY56IKUdojXOw4jjl_OaucQY7EwsA4Muli6HWetNvPGG9STfdkTNb4XXs4UHa/s1000/Image030.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="696" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSXltQZRuGCgLqt8NkTMeXnaeaCect98XBYcua7wWjyWjMRMuvssDVZJM5XxP30zDTSvAAZt1faa7v7WLhgPuwxY6X4n8cIay5LW26mdoj1rMvSLw0OZDpXxtJZQEZj3rY56IKUdojXOw4jjl_OaucQY7EwsA4Muli6HWetNvPGG9STfdkTNb4XXs4UHa/w446-h640/Image030.jpg" width="446" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRqJkXxV6Oa-TuGciV91hpyNKSi2UHZKZBUiCu4-aog00b8j5Rg1XrJ-i9cDvqzHSXygG1RRswYhiPUZnXqkwYozNu762K7f75uYXKZwdi-8FdAiEr7scSMj3AE9n8kHLWUzgauQoUf8pIWiodlaHrKIjcqritDLCebfkPa8LTppXf8uKa3i_Z2K_1AsQ/s1000/Image002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="923" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRqJkXxV6Oa-TuGciV91hpyNKSi2UHZKZBUiCu4-aog00b8j5Rg1XrJ-i9cDvqzHSXygG1RRswYhiPUZnXqkwYozNu762K7f75uYXKZwdi-8FdAiEr7scSMj3AE9n8kHLWUzgauQoUf8pIWiodlaHrKIjcqritDLCebfkPa8LTppXf8uKa3i_Z2K_1AsQ/w590-h640/Image002.jpg" width="590" /></a></div><p>And yes, you're being judged by a chicken. She's not angry, just disappointed in you. Level up, for cry-yi!<br /></p><p>Technically not a chick but an adult frizzle bantam Cochin hen, we got <b>Swiffer</b> at the same time at the poultry swap. Swiffer had a really tough start at first but is doing fantastic--she's broody right now and a holy terror for the rest of the flock! <br /></p><p> The Chickam Hatch #2 chicks are 1 month old now. <b>Cao Cao</b> just started crowing today. <b>Spam</b> *might* also be a roo, but <b>Deliciousaurus</b> is a hen. There ARE vulture hocks showing in that batch, so somebody other than Mjolnir got in there for daddy!</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-81235128580824059542023-05-14T16:19:00.118-07:002023-05-25T20:50:47.888-07:00Chickam Round Two Chicks!<p>Well, we only got three out of the eggs we set this time--but I'm super happy with the chicks we got this year. Hatching at our higher altitude is problematic and takes a great deal of fussing--getting great quality eggs, watching the incubator like a hawk, setting all of the equipment exactly <i>just so</i>, etc. Highly fussy.</p><p>And the last two years, the chicks we did get were low quality and WAY too many died.</p><p></p><p>So even though not all of the eggs developed or hatched, this year we got <i>really</i> healthy, active chicks. I'm calling this a big win!</p><p>First to hatch was #10, a smaller greenish egg, <b>Cao Cao</b> (pronounced 'Tsao Tsao'). Cao clearly has a LOT of bantam Cochin in her, daddy might be Milton, our bantam d'Uccle/Cochin mix roo.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio6al5Cl0IT8myCjwrvEQHyDjn6blQCjkoomAY81WocLlhAGjnS1X-xctlnQazLDx3UFmouvhAdBzJqmyURSM1kNqxgqOx8EpMk684w_z0g8pEDfSJWTAZbnO7Ee88kFR5-XW5ZrCrWXWdljLmScsYe7axi6PuB7J684kQItw7Tx7CbPJUbe1pJ8mNXw/s900/Image019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="765" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio6al5Cl0IT8myCjwrvEQHyDjn6blQCjkoomAY81WocLlhAGjnS1X-xctlnQazLDx3UFmouvhAdBzJqmyURSM1kNqxgqOx8EpMk684w_z0g8pEDfSJWTAZbnO7Ee88kFR5-XW5ZrCrWXWdljLmScsYe7axi6PuB7J684kQItw7Tx7CbPJUbe1pJ8mNXw/w544-h640/Image019.jpg" width="544" /></a></div><p></p><p>Here, Cao demonstrates how to properly brace yourself for an earthquake.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGt1zoKsTXY4ymNamucWgM4hcyYFpA5h3_XmmZUu7PfKMSbg3I7vbYpupcSawpVv1yZSpGGOCqBbdgFuROIxaGi08et1DJSB4Jueeh6gnLj01KuBciljxRpuqA6gZHXNxJBvpawZ-PPIepLPccOaJZFrdIIsCtpfxBqNO4BoxLaXSHG78WEib1LGOo_Q/s900/Image020.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="793" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGt1zoKsTXY4ymNamucWgM4hcyYFpA5h3_XmmZUu7PfKMSbg3I7vbYpupcSawpVv1yZSpGGOCqBbdgFuROIxaGi08et1DJSB4Jueeh6gnLj01KuBciljxRpuqA6gZHXNxJBvpawZ-PPIepLPccOaJZFrdIIsCtpfxBqNO4BoxLaXSHG78WEib1LGOo_Q/w564-h640/Image020.jpg" width="564" /></a></div><p></p><p>Cao pranked my husband by lying on her side, sticking both legs out and playing 'cartoon dead'...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6nTzaOLpnwkGe0dcJQTAgxlrLJhNYjBhTODwbMbXjoUDMcYYtSrKXmqRcR5ArXyh0kXbhUZVAi04eHQlp7ibqc84szyblyfjiemvcUcEjN1YfCJclBTfri8Fp2VEDc6sxuZLbBx9sGwGKNzWkogzO91FRhIJoFFV4TSznXmJb3VvYprm3-4gsY6cKgw/s1047/Jacks%20Henhouse%20DEAD%20Stream%20Tsao%20Tsao.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="697" data-original-width="1047" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6nTzaOLpnwkGe0dcJQTAgxlrLJhNYjBhTODwbMbXjoUDMcYYtSrKXmqRcR5ArXyh0kXbhUZVAi04eHQlp7ibqc84szyblyfjiemvcUcEjN1YfCJclBTfri8Fp2VEDc6sxuZLbBx9sGwGKNzWkogzO91FRhIJoFFV4TSznXmJb3VvYprm3-4gsY6cKgw/w640-h426/Jacks%20Henhouse%20DEAD%20Stream%20Tsao%20Tsao.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>...then she turned over and did the other side.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsGw-pF0a2BCXNWaQ-msHbTeK8HEc2Kn0RLa262sfmZmvQrnO6Azvi0_khYcqLuZrv7SI1nUGCmZ9ynB0eXUek8-iYC6NOOVE9yA5nJuugex2RwKUdFi7EOoK8ggo6O2CH0fUOyb0iPVtmapnU3cRm3-qfIeqyJNs1-7i89iG6lb3z-NTdGfiBIqIOOQ/s1049/Now%20Do%20The%20Other%20Side%20Tsao%20Tsao.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="645" data-original-width="1049" height="394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsGw-pF0a2BCXNWaQ-msHbTeK8HEc2Kn0RLa262sfmZmvQrnO6Azvi0_khYcqLuZrv7SI1nUGCmZ9ynB0eXUek8-iYC6NOOVE9yA5nJuugex2RwKUdFi7EOoK8ggo6O2CH0fUOyb0iPVtmapnU3cRm3-qfIeqyJNs1-7i89iG6lb3z-NTdGfiBIqIOOQ/w640-h394/Now%20Do%20The%20Other%20Side%20Tsao%20Tsao.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Next was #16, named <b>Deliciousaurus</b>. Another bantam Cochin derivative, she may have Carrie, our bantam d'Uccle/Cochin mix roo (and son of Milton) for a daddy.</p><p>Delicious posed for the 1972 Sears 'Action Slacks' catalog. <br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsHOyqbYlwvSbX8gvuYbbZPN4CAxIYrq0z0pfzd4nPpC-TDslOrSvprgy32Va7EH2g2eyYAGXvvA8M8g_9GFXJTI84zXpeZYunhrR8prj7Htg80PwRok3Vx6afq61IcnKaErSgxA8dZcBPy3M5oC24wcZ48N-zYvTZx-uKcp5_4ejkTTFIYIosPAHZZg/s900/Image021.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="634" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsHOyqbYlwvSbX8gvuYbbZPN4CAxIYrq0z0pfzd4nPpC-TDslOrSvprgy32Va7EH2g2eyYAGXvvA8M8g_9GFXJTI84zXpeZYunhrR8prj7Htg80PwRok3Vx6afq61IcnKaErSgxA8dZcBPy3M5oC24wcZ48N-zYvTZx-uKcp5_4ejkTTFIYIosPAHZZg/w450-h640/Image021.jpg" width="450" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf9lB9jQ3m6FBF1xmM12693bpHHZ73OqhaCu3u5mZfDveku1rZlqykLm2rA_s74uLmhr_PVZb42gHrlYPhdFPT1NhKwedz1Yv7rQjHeVwrmlaTTaFtUsMgz9vUfwWqIeSHMKaSSWkGFgfdg2LHnszQo_BTqLHyaffkdPc4WGgtVNMWPZJXiq5NmtWiEg/s900/Image022.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="789" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf9lB9jQ3m6FBF1xmM12693bpHHZ73OqhaCu3u5mZfDveku1rZlqykLm2rA_s74uLmhr_PVZb42gHrlYPhdFPT1NhKwedz1Yv7rQjHeVwrmlaTTaFtUsMgz9vUfwWqIeSHMKaSSWkGFgfdg2LHnszQo_BTqLHyaffkdPc4WGgtVNMWPZJXiq5NmtWiEg/w562-h640/Image022.jpg" width="562" /></a></div><p></p><p>Lastly is #17, <b>Spam</b>. Spam is basically Delicious (but they each came from very different light brown eggs, so different moms) but MORE bantam Cochin with shorter shanks than the other two chicks. She got a blue lag band until she and Delicious bust out in more distinctive feathering.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsa8gVW2V4j-LLbrVYVtqng1uJB-w4i64R6hXVXnaWdNkN27xe21Recu8KrS1HTUfUP0FHQzIEidRtw6sHa_bzHdLbpC6-DSu29mbNGFA1Q4FCgoKl_I3DyLxPUjtLVXvQEq8prPPn7qyiqzMZh4OLSlINP2TKdvHDV-oM4OriSr43Qy_wQ8AZuLCwAQ/s900/Image024.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="771" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsa8gVW2V4j-LLbrVYVtqng1uJB-w4i64R6hXVXnaWdNkN27xe21Recu8KrS1HTUfUP0FHQzIEidRtw6sHa_bzHdLbpC6-DSu29mbNGFA1Q4FCgoKl_I3DyLxPUjtLVXvQEq8prPPn7qyiqzMZh4OLSlINP2TKdvHDV-oM4OriSr43Qy_wQ8AZuLCwAQ/w548-h640/Image024.jpg" width="548" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlnQH0NxmDj4EnlHpU0epxeOZlptuzsetBzZstzG_iysU6Wl8lWlaQUAzJxd8qMIwCFxzwZmilqcrL1sx49wdTwQRAj7P6D3X2iaFbgnoKee9cS2aaFVAiD6cq3eHe-wei-_CUVWa31l9y5_sz6M9RfY7AFfnMpaLdcpl30EATITL-A3SgHnpvT5tYnA/s900/Image023.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="891" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlnQH0NxmDj4EnlHpU0epxeOZlptuzsetBzZstzG_iysU6Wl8lWlaQUAzJxd8qMIwCFxzwZmilqcrL1sx49wdTwQRAj7P6D3X2iaFbgnoKee9cS2aaFVAiD6cq3eHe-wei-_CUVWa31l9y5_sz6M9RfY7AFfnMpaLdcpl30EATITL-A3SgHnpvT5tYnA/w634-h640/Image023.jpg" width="634" /></a></div><br /><p>Not to be showed up by Cao, when Spam hatched, she did a...freaky leg thing. Just kind stuck it out there...and left it for a few moments.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPfywhFzn3D5IM3umSJhT_DWCcgoBNVHbCncPuQsF3OKK60WEjMA6WcwrexMKIvaoANB4436-_lTmloX84BzTxMkJ1is1T60AC7hPP3qX1PJCIWfycPOnaN_vx7pi_YMkc6vIRmiIyexdu_APup70ubkTWq8n6BAn5zI_LSGrkuDp-siYGmhTdUBTxw/s1030/Who%20Wants%20A%20Leg.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="651" data-original-width="1030" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPfywhFzn3D5IM3umSJhT_DWCcgoBNVHbCncPuQsF3OKK60WEjMA6WcwrexMKIvaoANB4436-_lTmloX84BzTxMkJ1is1T60AC7hPP3qX1PJCIWfycPOnaN_vx7pi_YMkc6vIRmiIyexdu_APup70ubkTWq8n6BAn5zI_LSGrkuDp-siYGmhTdUBTxw/w640-h404/Who%20Wants%20A%20Leg.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Lastly, somebody in chat mentioned that they'd lined up like an Oreo cookie, so...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSas5h2CyT_eisdX0eefnR0TSBUkVLydj2ccK6DzRGLIMtME_UVulxSi0naQUj-lfkwMK4TBSmLrC6U-z3gJB_NhGnOQta_4duzmyKn5ZXAdCZgRKgDWEBDKtA0Pd1-mene33xbZ8YUzWeShfQRPj_VJjdV0mqbetUAgHBUMzsV7A-74gUopUfhkq0Q/s1000/Image026.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="669" data-original-width="1000" height="428" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSas5h2CyT_eisdX0eefnR0TSBUkVLydj2ccK6DzRGLIMtME_UVulxSi0naQUj-lfkwMK4TBSmLrC6U-z3gJB_NhGnOQta_4duzmyKn5ZXAdCZgRKgDWEBDKtA0Pd1-mene33xbZ8YUzWeShfQRPj_VJjdV0mqbetUAgHBUMzsV7A-74gUopUfhkq0Q/w640-h428/Image026.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Their new album drops in 6 weeks.</p><p>But somebody had to get their grump on...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8PsfaMH9AhFra70AuvK-xTRLxGQZO9yxQaZiuMJGw5LSjfYjpC8CmmVuCABMGon_W9TlnvLYJs3g5_BFhfRokknV67h9VeZgEFBaU4V_bZ1ixIPkRW4usLZ4A-FPuQUYfDu7ncF_1eEDKZR3jxOUjuL4ZybLCcC2VKAvpPBKxm210BrxV0BbR6-Tdhw/s1000/Image025.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="1000" height="460" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8PsfaMH9AhFra70AuvK-xTRLxGQZO9yxQaZiuMJGw5LSjfYjpC8CmmVuCABMGon_W9TlnvLYJs3g5_BFhfRokknV67h9VeZgEFBaU4V_bZ1ixIPkRW4usLZ4A-FPuQUYfDu7ncF_1eEDKZR3jxOUjuL4ZybLCcC2VKAvpPBKxm210BrxV0BbR6-Tdhw/w640-h460/Image025.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>They all three have that braced, bantam Cochin 'I'm a cube made of chicken meat' pose down pat.</p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-26056000955258760902023-05-13T01:53:00.001-07:002023-05-13T01:53:14.365-07:00Lockdown, Round 2!<p></p><div class="css-1dbjc4n"><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-1s2bzr4"><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">LOCKDOWN!</span></div><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">The </span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">eggs got their final turn just now, and I candled to remove duds.</span></div><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> </span></div><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Final count: <b>5 eggs with chicks, 2 more I'm not sure of so they stayed in</b>, 7 quitters. <b>So with any luck, we'll have 5-7 chicks in a couple of days!</b></span></div><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"><b> </b></span></div><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">I've partitioned off the brooder box.</span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> The cam is in the same corner it was. The new chicks will be in the partition on the left, where the flamingo lamp is.</span></div><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgszO7DaO8LPzRXxLG6E3vp8M3EtDjaiuQbTCIPfU05Su1QdW3RejZTJ80zuPz5xuVO4MMxLvDRmuJQLoijI7vLTPuom4P7ArfcS02F-cqDRG_adKLEvjwcSF_XjFIILiV4re9ujkERGUSW7dhWIM7ZEwDIj5nmZ27sLGYOa7oTLHJVQoKPyKbaT966CQ/s1000/Image007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="666" data-original-width="1000" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgszO7DaO8LPzRXxLG6E3vp8M3EtDjaiuQbTCIPfU05Su1QdW3RejZTJ80zuPz5xuVO4MMxLvDRmuJQLoijI7vLTPuom4P7ArfcS02F-cqDRG_adKLEvjwcSF_XjFIILiV4re9ujkERGUSW7dhWIM7ZEwDIj5nmZ27sLGYOa7oTLHJVQoKPyKbaT966CQ/w640-h426/Image007.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></span></div><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Unfortunately, my original idea, to place the cam pointing down to show both sides at once, won't work--</span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">the cam will want to focus on the wire partition, not the chicks. So once mama and new chicks are in place and active--usually after the first day--I'll point it at the new chicks. Hens tend to clamp down on the chicks the first day, but we'll see.</span></div><div class="css-901oao r-18jsvk2 r-1qd0xha r-1inkyih r-16dba41 r-rjixqe r-bcqeeo r-bnwqim r-qvutc0" data-testid="tweetText" dir="auto" id="id__mxvacr3zvf" lang="en"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> </span><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"></span>And yes, as long as the hen accepts the chicks, we'll have a mama this time around! It's a whole different experience with a mother hen...</div><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md">We've got three or four options for a broody mom right now, and which one we use will depend on how many chicks we get: <br />
1. <b>Bobo</b>, a tiny black bantam Cochin (she could handle 2-4 chicks).<br />
2. <b>Marble</b>, a large tortoiseshell bantam Cochin (she could handle 4-6 chicks and is my first choice).<br />
3. <b>Dart</b>, a standard-sized mixed breed hen who could handle ALL THE
CHICKS ON EARTH. No, really, just ask her. Dart is uber-fierce and roars
a LOT, she'd be highly entertaining for mom, but she's a last resort
because she's so big--being confined in that small of a space might be
too stressfull on her, and I don't want her turning on the babies if she
feels overcrowded.<br />
4. The last option is <b>Uptown Bus</b> (medium sized buff bantam Cochin), who
was a Chickam mom in 2020 when she hid a nest on us--she just went
broody today, so I don't know how dedicated she is to it yet.</div><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md"> </div><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">After this weekend, the older chicks will be in their 6th week and will spend the warm daylight hours out in the small run</span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> to get them used to the outdoors & other chickens. When the hatch happens, that night we'll install a broody hen in the dark--it helps her accept the chicks as hers. The older chicks may be distressed at full dark at first, but they'll be ok.</span></div><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> </span></div><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md"><b><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">The hatch is </span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"><i>planned</i> for Monday, May 15th</span></b><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> (1 day short of 21 days, the usual)</span><b><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> but may happen on May 14th. If you tune in and see EGGS, the hatch has begun!</span></b></div><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md"><b><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"><br /></span></b></div><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"><b>You can watch the new hatch here:</b> https://www.youtube.com/@jackshenhouse</span></div><div class="css-1dbjc4n r-18u37iz r-1h0z5md"><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"><b>On this page, click on 'Jacks Henhouse Chickam Live Stream' and a new window will open up with the live cam going.<br /></b></span></div></div></div></div>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-47378677366623294392023-05-05T01:21:00.001-07:002023-05-05T01:37:34.159-07:00Egg Candling Update For Chickam, Round 2!<p>This current batch has been cooking for 10 days, which means it was time to candle for embryos!</p><p>On April 26th, I set a total of 18 eggs: 6 were bantam calico Cochin bantams bought from a poultry friend at our local chicken swap, 12 were a mix from across our flock, standard size and bantams.</p><p>Tonight when I candled, we have 8 eggs that show embryos--I'm going to say right now that some look a bit small, so might be late quitters. But I'm leaving them in the incubator to give them their shot. Out of these eggs with embryos, 1 was a calico Cochin, the other 7 from our flock.<br /></p><p>Another 6 eggs I wasn't sure about and might be early quitters (all from our flock)--but again, I left them in.</p><p>4 eggs were duds that never developed: 3 of the calico Cochins and one of ours. I'm not too happy that the calico bantam Cochin eggs did so poorly...but when you buy eggs, you take your chances.<br /></p><p><b>Hatch day SHOULD be Sunday, May 14th (Mother's Day in the US!) and/or Monday, May 15th...but as always, check the cam a day ahead. If you check and see EGGS, the hatch is on!</b></p><p>We have a BUNCH of broody hens right now, so the good news is that we have a very strong chance that one will accept any hatched chicks and be mom for this round!<br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-80639149010109127372023-04-25T10:10:00.002-07:002023-04-25T10:25:41.199-07:00What, AGAIN?!<p> Yup!</p><p>We decided to go ahead and do a second batch of eggs this year, so there will be another Chickam hatch!</p><p>I started 18 eggs in the ReptiPro this morning. Six of them are Calico bantam Cochin eggs that I got from a fellow poultry club member (the reason behind this hatch, as I have NO willpower when it comes to bantam Cochins), the other 12 are from our flock. The parent flock for the Cochins are a mix of smooth coat and frizzles, so we can rightly expect some frizzles from these eggs! Since our bantams weren't *quite* in lay for the first round of Chickam, but are in full swing now, this bunch is mostly banty eggs with a couple of large eggs. I also leaned more towards the blue and green egg layers.</p><p>So here are the candidates for Chickam Round 2!</p><p>#1-6 are the Calico bantam Cochins (top of the picture, the breeder marked them with either C15 or C16 on the large end), #7-18 are from our flock. I don't know any of the mama hens this time around.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgof3TxTT-wOZIi6bNI6jkknomPvEl3VZL56loULXTozFAiWEAzgdz_ravd1WwhOholJvZ0UhbABHisWYv3rD9boiw9yMXkBsSFs1OM_iY5K_pzLHd1z1raVbPXYya18OzGDCnZmW5JfNFZ3iwP0d_dKa18AWJBSWiiwQfC3t8RmhDQxnI3Wed8ujBkmg/s900/Image001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="725" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgof3TxTT-wOZIi6bNI6jkknomPvEl3VZL56loULXTozFAiWEAzgdz_ravd1WwhOholJvZ0UhbABHisWYv3rD9boiw9yMXkBsSFs1OM_iY5K_pzLHd1z1raVbPXYya18OzGDCnZmW5JfNFZ3iwP0d_dKa18AWJBSWiiwQfC3t8RmhDQxnI3Wed8ujBkmg/w516-h640/Image001.jpg" width="516" /></a></div><br /><p>And here they are in the ReptiPro, cookin' away! Pardon the artsy angle, I had to kinda lean in to take the pic. The tiniest of the Calico Cochin eggs (#6) is so small (top right in picture) I was worried at first that it might fall through the holes in the rack.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkh11FXck0o1Kcd7z3UbZY9c6qi9Cw2zdebUHgfg5JZev5wXXWO4HnCdiIhaFe8pQfjUB3swvOMDZIhKT1JUGH2I5-bA77xrsdNebLDGfvuFKORBLAyJAqGrAhxMx9BVpjsbGqJtePng35CoJGbOFyvCOYDFW9nCJxZohp717Af9SsXIwDCWp2czF-FQ/s900/Image002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="668" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkh11FXck0o1Kcd7z3UbZY9c6qi9Cw2zdebUHgfg5JZev5wXXWO4HnCdiIhaFe8pQfjUB3swvOMDZIhKT1JUGH2I5-bA77xrsdNebLDGfvuFKORBLAyJAqGrAhxMx9BVpjsbGqJtePng35CoJGbOFyvCOYDFW9nCJxZohp717Af9SsXIwDCWp2czF-FQ/w476-h640/Image002.jpg" width="476" /></a></div><p></p><p>I'll candle them in 10 days to see what we have for embryos.<b> If all goes well, I expect the hatch to be May 14-15th</b> (normal incubation is 21 days, but our eggs consistently hatch at day 19 or 20--and bantam eggs tend to hatch a day or so before standard eggs...so <b>I'd say start checking the cam on the 13th!</b> When the hatch begins, we'll switch the cam over from the brooder box to the incubator, so if you tune in and see eggs, the hatch is on!<br /></p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-55018758699157525012023-04-22T18:37:00.001-07:002023-04-22T18:37:04.745-07:00Morehen's Disease Flare-Up<p> That's what everyone's calling it.</p><p>Because today the kid and I went to the first poultry swap of the season for our local chicken club. I took along some hatching eggs to sell.<br /></p><p>And we came home with...</p><p><b>Triffid</b>, a Polish mix chick approximately 4 weeks old. Triffid didn't really dig picture time and tried to sneak off. The green thing was a marker from her seller, she didn't get to keep her bling.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip1dR_l85PnLCwNbnS9PVQCDLI3_FfD7MH5MWwCuM30uFfVBlRkxbw2R4A5GptcdinBfhsoKzWBw9SXZ4lXsC131ff5uWDLF4NEaP7jdjG1AqU_N1h3u0oukEIu_bATufa_3QaqD-sSPO7GH7u4nNT4y3YU9LLPzoxuxZcWnu3j47p3K3JtsXH1EHhNQ/s900/Image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="900" height="474" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip1dR_l85PnLCwNbnS9PVQCDLI3_FfD7MH5MWwCuM30uFfVBlRkxbw2R4A5GptcdinBfhsoKzWBw9SXZ4lXsC131ff5uWDLF4NEaP7jdjG1AqU_N1h3u0oukEIu_bATufa_3QaqD-sSPO7GH7u4nNT4y3YU9LLPzoxuxZcWnu3j47p3K3JtsXH1EHhNQ/w640-h474/Image001.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLQjgQqmD_rGtCivgBLdUjCRQecv7als8_poEdjvMvUgKLcRjvIzX3CjV5dfgSIIYZDHC-s4jogglTq7JnaOu7dQa7uQ8lKWBdDpJ0pizwtznXt4p93P_diNymLESGFbpV9oBMNeqJ03ZiIPmatdnPygfF9YXgY8vSbFvmtXnLdI5IQ4qN-7X1sJ9VRQ/s900/Image002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="829" data-original-width="900" height="590" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLQjgQqmD_rGtCivgBLdUjCRQecv7als8_poEdjvMvUgKLcRjvIzX3CjV5dfgSIIYZDHC-s4jogglTq7JnaOu7dQa7uQ8lKWBdDpJ0pizwtznXt4p93P_diNymLESGFbpV9oBMNeqJ03ZiIPmatdnPygfF9YXgY8vSbFvmtXnLdI5IQ4qN-7X1sJ9VRQ/w640-h590/Image002.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><b>Wingding</b>, a frizzle Silkie mix, approximately 3 weeks old. Wingding is a fiesty little stinker and wants to FIGHT YOU.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpTwa3kvH8tOPx0wYeBRHRwr8E8JVAAzffDlNFB3_e7GcH1_WhjejsmgKheCkryBG5S03WnHd0FxVESZL_-bU0ck1ppB7GmYED7cvOjhSiaPcLObkE3TSMy5oTr7K5PCWxKw9K7Bw5XxGz-0PLcNCcLYoebo_0g8yYB_yvdYW8MQDIjpDb-WQ1PsrQfg/s900/Image003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="705" data-original-width="900" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpTwa3kvH8tOPx0wYeBRHRwr8E8JVAAzffDlNFB3_e7GcH1_WhjejsmgKheCkryBG5S03WnHd0FxVESZL_-bU0ck1ppB7GmYED7cvOjhSiaPcLObkE3TSMy5oTr7K5PCWxKw9K7Bw5XxGz-0PLcNCcLYoebo_0g8yYB_yvdYW8MQDIjpDb-WQ1PsrQfg/w640-h502/Image003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCvALP7gbOS-AmqxYKU-a6jsAnrYsPHKjI8u80c6MradeWYCZKAnU-hL5bQiGr9t5ABSf6CrA7KuqRiaIsLAc5ysc7ll57Rvljc1Y6JV9KQ1eihYlfPUbjwybZvO64HbisUov4mIEFLfLAUvxMmSSxkR-anDOA6PXBZd98abvwYUnb-xTYzonUdJkbgg/s900/Image004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="842" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCvALP7gbOS-AmqxYKU-a6jsAnrYsPHKjI8u80c6MradeWYCZKAnU-hL5bQiGr9t5ABSf6CrA7KuqRiaIsLAc5ysc7ll57Rvljc1Y6JV9KQ1eihYlfPUbjwybZvO64HbisUov4mIEFLfLAUvxMmSSxkR-anDOA6PXBZd98abvwYUnb-xTYzonUdJkbgg/w598-h640/Image004.jpg" width="598" /></a></div><br /><p>Last is <b>Eggroll</b>, a splash Blue Laced Red Wyandotte approximately 1 week old. A very pretty breed, kinda rare, that's been on my 'want' list for a long time!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQVUqWMSjNvzDYhd5TMvtWcNsPS6h-ITP_0S6s20kcaK7P_NV_K7d48MrWphJ5jnkiMMou9a2b5XGPxm4wz0ZryOtE1vo8NUpBZZd0Hj5wuM0R7Fdx2ni4SAXysvYViKmyNk4vyVTJBFgh73rADk1iK6xq34M0-GtYpHXRqD5M1WGm71ZmcneMxeyLw/s900/Image005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="796" data-original-width="900" height="566" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitQVUqWMSjNvzDYhd5TMvtWcNsPS6h-ITP_0S6s20kcaK7P_NV_K7d48MrWphJ5jnkiMMou9a2b5XGPxm4wz0ZryOtE1vo8NUpBZZd0Hj5wuM0R7Fdx2ni4SAXysvYViKmyNk4vyVTJBFgh73rADk1iK6xq34M0-GtYpHXRqD5M1WGm71ZmcneMxeyLw/w640-h566/Image005.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjttXMJrEQ54KUkYGBUo9WOlaSdBgKp1YeJp5RL1UHjdVPB5xogXyB33pci-vepdorS5Zcpm6udPatMB8VBNXBppRXiOOi5kfyFZBfMR1R5ugFI3mluspVrxxY3_tm_h2Ftz1OFEltvM3ZGV5suJWHJOJg77NJ0QCs9vaGbGhBo99QGlbpXevLk4IfX3A/s900/Image009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="864" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjttXMJrEQ54KUkYGBUo9WOlaSdBgKp1YeJp5RL1UHjdVPB5xogXyB33pci-vepdorS5Zcpm6udPatMB8VBNXBppRXiOOi5kfyFZBfMR1R5ugFI3mluspVrxxY3_tm_h2Ftz1OFEltvM3ZGV5suJWHJOJg77NJ0QCs9vaGbGhBo99QGlbpXevLk4IfX3A/w614-h640/Image009.jpg" width="614" /></a></div><br /><p>But...that's not all. We also picked up <b>Swiffer</b>, a frizzle bantam Cochin hen. Swiffer has had a rough day, poor baby, and is really feeling it, so better pics in a day or so when she's stronger. But she was griping at me and giving me hell at the swap, very talkative. She has the bald head typical of a hen popular with the fellas, and her seller said the eggs she lays for the next week or so should be fertile!<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuVRNhBb8NOMFKJDaWA2nyJeoMCfJUl12CjjdAjYuJOh4a3qKteKeIl1DlSDdgUWkyYlZa-VlyhkGwnTWlUr9ThkssX1Q6BjSfJ5ZQGtso20Eu0zVG1Ury9CkVzalCXopRu4vhPYIGFt-MB_nwTiP5TrGDxdJz9yjUqXDBbqqc1c7Ieej0xHVvbDyu1Q/s900/Image006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="710" data-original-width="900" height="504" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuVRNhBb8NOMFKJDaWA2nyJeoMCfJUl12CjjdAjYuJOh4a3qKteKeIl1DlSDdgUWkyYlZa-VlyhkGwnTWlUr9ThkssX1Q6BjSfJ5ZQGtso20Eu0zVG1Ury9CkVzalCXopRu4vhPYIGFt-MB_nwTiP5TrGDxdJz9yjUqXDBbqqc1c7Ieej0xHVvbDyu1Q/w640-h504/Image006.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyuZs1ewUx-NS0mUBaIF9W4DhZVKNnadkpdWZBxF2bN-l46ou1WlSByuXsqruQ5zEOl01_k4s7vrPxn4VguC2tSG9gLubjYtUN39mmKdZcOehyn_BXZMTvhkFsHP7YcvZd8l6LE4zOenj4rEXlaSU2ajsNvm3AhINVvbon9Ly8pWFPrZjXwvTR2_LBUw/s900/Image007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="777" data-original-width="900" height="552" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyuZs1ewUx-NS0mUBaIF9W4DhZVKNnadkpdWZBxF2bN-l46ou1WlSByuXsqruQ5zEOl01_k4s7vrPxn4VguC2tSG9gLubjYtUN39mmKdZcOehyn_BXZMTvhkFsHP7YcvZd8l6LE4zOenj4rEXlaSU2ajsNvm3AhINVvbon9Ly8pWFPrZjXwvTR2_LBUw/w640-h552/Image007.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Lastly...yeah. There are calico bantam Cochin eggs from both smooth coat and frizzle birds. We don't know what we'll get when they hatch!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzJKIB-uTaS2OEO4vB0HuruZMsQKyGA7HwVmR4BKxRIPqrac4MlFuOS5-aUdpJib9xw-glXihs2vL8xwwf49S3zNjZcVmZkrpxs5KA5nET1PZS6V37P0PrUHARz_wi_uskeFTB_8jM0nvPeGv5aoTg4J-LYsxsudKf3Z4ay2YaaB_--o4BECVXLWyEPQ/s900/Image008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="598" data-original-width="900" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzJKIB-uTaS2OEO4vB0HuruZMsQKyGA7HwVmR4BKxRIPqrac4MlFuOS5-aUdpJib9xw-glXihs2vL8xwwf49S3zNjZcVmZkrpxs5KA5nET1PZS6V37P0PrUHARz_wi_uskeFTB_8jM0nvPeGv5aoTg4J-LYsxsudKf3Z4ay2YaaB_--o4BECVXLWyEPQ/w640-h426/Image008.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>So yep, there'll be another hatch in 3 weeks. I'll add a few of our eggs to these six when I set them. Since we have 4-5 broody hens now, there *might* be a broody mama for this batch! It all depends on how cool she'd be with sharing the brooder with a bunch of 5 week old chicks--I don't have room for a second brooder box, they'll have to share!<br /><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-56574453385901524172023-04-10T11:57:00.001-07:002023-05-25T20:49:48.944-07:00Chickam Chicks 2023!<p>We ended up with six healthy chicks this year!</p><p>Sadly, none of our local friend's eggs hatched. Out of ours, here's what we got:</p><p><b>Imminent Disaster</b>, hatched from a medium-sized, olive green egg (#11). Clean-legged, meaning she has no foot/shank feathers. Quite a large chick! She decided to stop cooperating during picture time and have a bit of a lie-down.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdrQbhmxy41ykF8Cn2e4ou-BNnQqjl2huCntLgtmZ0udm0N3pRdQUjECyVIXoIP9d7UGX7rzUY6BW9xDjvNzQdH0Qcklfa3YILozsuPWR0eELEYHa7ZX61XOX0Cze7cQNBoypZO8qIs56jZnE0Xt6ESCRSjiWZdlHykAtd6jAU8jRHCBF3G3meZoMz6A/s800/Image001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="703" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdrQbhmxy41ykF8Cn2e4ou-BNnQqjl2huCntLgtmZ0udm0N3pRdQUjECyVIXoIP9d7UGX7rzUY6BW9xDjvNzQdH0Qcklfa3YILozsuPWR0eELEYHa7ZX61XOX0Cze7cQNBoypZO8qIs56jZnE0Xt6ESCRSjiWZdlHykAtd6jAU8jRHCBF3G3meZoMz6A/w562-h640/Image001.jpg" width="562" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS0DYDIlDeH7OGS6J3hVJAT4_o_HtlkQGNzbZjFv5pxebDsOSIsSRpx9_NvP2ThqOZf-kmjt7cggZcWGYQHpk5-AcHhyW8xNKGM6TVGr6N-zkdaAD2mk-p62AV-uuyjRY2ZTW3EDIu3D0eLWUJNmfIbjwZet1XwPQiOxPuMNTGbx9Wo_xEopme0M3qzw/s800/Image002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="581" data-original-width="800" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS0DYDIlDeH7OGS6J3hVJAT4_o_HtlkQGNzbZjFv5pxebDsOSIsSRpx9_NvP2ThqOZf-kmjt7cggZcWGYQHpk5-AcHhyW8xNKGM6TVGr6N-zkdaAD2mk-p62AV-uuyjRY2ZTW3EDIu3D0eLWUJNmfIbjwZet1XwPQiOxPuMNTGbx9Wo_xEopme0M3qzw/w640-h464/Image002.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p><b> </b></p><p><b>Dubious Intentions</b>, the only dark chick of the batch!</p><p>Hatched from a small/medium light pink/brown egg (#24), another large chick! And going by behavior, I'm calling 'rooster' on Doobs...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUmqQpmZEUe9SARDYIysGJkragOPOEVikvnLU4g6ThcY7-rVkj-pKI1o7PgPO4BS2Kr8aNwcIwNA_OyWC8ZQNClveaA3MfaI34MB0lCNRZQlyygnrVTITfKX86K1pRh9v_cYPFAVRrR9XuawVzcweQOw9EGqczr51pRl3YfCBeRnNKMR7_T6u481lfqw/s800/Image004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="748" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUmqQpmZEUe9SARDYIysGJkragOPOEVikvnLU4g6ThcY7-rVkj-pKI1o7PgPO4BS2Kr8aNwcIwNA_OyWC8ZQNClveaA3MfaI34MB0lCNRZQlyygnrVTITfKX86K1pRh9v_cYPFAVRrR9XuawVzcweQOw9EGqczr51pRl3YfCBeRnNKMR7_T6u481lfqw/w598-h640/Image004.jpg" width="598" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyPTe66PMYkH4Faq7HuyA38rcu_hHLWiujMMjOefHxULLPjqH87NAGbwtLbe9ltpErvuvt58B2xmV_BVkj6fU7-p3_A9HH12MAKX85fvSVbHCx77xrd3SpxiggnmP3cko_P4PJMRhG0Ha4sebZwwQ5ftDWxrkd4dtDFkTUeRF4csJJ51lKVTv2woW6A/s800/Image003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="679" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyPTe66PMYkH4Faq7HuyA38rcu_hHLWiujMMjOefHxULLPjqH87NAGbwtLbe9ltpErvuvt58B2xmV_BVkj6fU7-p3_A9HH12MAKX85fvSVbHCx77xrd3SpxiggnmP3cko_P4PJMRhG0Ha4sebZwwQ5ftDWxrkd4dtDFkTUeRF4csJJ51lKVTv2woW6A/w544-h640/Image003.jpg" width="544" /></a></div><br /><p>Next is <b>Scraunch</b>, a classic little yellow chick, hatched from a small/medium light tan egg (#23). Scraunch has feathered shanks, and in her pictures did that 'Leaning Chicken' thing.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFGoiK_IL8inxuTLEhgHXituntx_Vp_POrwRwDknjNYfctOz7Z6NdmmVtn49pBS36uq-t7mNyb9D08GJ7n7okpzSRu2mB6lnEd47kc1TQc1r80JQIZsGCcLUUttTddCojGzmpgxEwYJQklQRj0i7ESxJ-_WmUz_nPGHV4Q4BgjEjn7mmBAkEV0MSqbaw/s800/Image006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="752" data-original-width="800" height="602" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFGoiK_IL8inxuTLEhgHXituntx_Vp_POrwRwDknjNYfctOz7Z6NdmmVtn49pBS36uq-t7mNyb9D08GJ7n7okpzSRu2mB6lnEd47kc1TQc1r80JQIZsGCcLUUttTddCojGzmpgxEwYJQklQRj0i7ESxJ-_WmUz_nPGHV4Q4BgjEjn7mmBAkEV0MSqbaw/w640-h602/Image006.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFOPOeh8zaWHA3aeP5w8fBCO_QqcWBYSTwNseRsNVoe4zQt7IhkbD7t2Gfx3q1BgcKqsUB-7Y4JX03FA9HrUA_2B4vr-4bNUwX30uaADe9YGGzQahLxVGxoccsIOlvlA-LcgMG1VkBIS5kYiiEzG1p37lOCpuEbq_CAVM_Gx5Cd9n2708TUoOe3rWXFQ/s800/Image005.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="629" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFOPOeh8zaWHA3aeP5w8fBCO_QqcWBYSTwNseRsNVoe4zQt7IhkbD7t2Gfx3q1BgcKqsUB-7Y4JX03FA9HrUA_2B4vr-4bNUwX30uaADe9YGGzQahLxVGxoccsIOlvlA-LcgMG1VkBIS5kYiiEzG1p37lOCpuEbq_CAVM_Gx5Cd9n2708TUoOe3rWXFQ/w504-h640/Image005.jpg" width="504" /></a></div><br /><p><b>Bort Grungus</b>, hatched from a medium-sized light blue egg (#14)--who looks so similar to Scraunch that she got awarded a green food color spot on the back of her head to help ID her. </p><p>Also, yes--she <b>is</b> wondering if you <i>really</i> intend to leave the house in that outfit.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_tNrN5xcYLNZm_VgFCRKJfAKKBVagefY41SAjFYBgbbTWpHw28eprb26n8-dn_KOfI86wi-_aE_XMEp7C2iTYSFgZzRBFQTFwFVScfu3LbPToVRx5V9k3mQiS5IvnqzQv4lCegFcBgHWZLvWOW2F3kAA-TIveLr4S-7yhlDjNzLCrM0OkM6k49tyjmA/s800/Image009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsBOgXUvr79BQ--bTSgP3DvLY7OdYQXwuxZEuyqFJQIRFwHpBbTRJvdKTwmHIOtg3yFtbziKNgTGZuCZQ2kEyFEkfomTIxvRneyPFaHuq_m2hmHzgdX7QkzxSjsJOqcwe1di7FOuz8ayu3d5Ks12PlgSOelDB9Q2ck-GOsna18qlPd6NpyiWLmKvbU7A/s800/Image010.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="656" data-original-width="800" height="524" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsBOgXUvr79BQ--bTSgP3DvLY7OdYQXwuxZEuyqFJQIRFwHpBbTRJvdKTwmHIOtg3yFtbziKNgTGZuCZQ2kEyFEkfomTIxvRneyPFaHuq_m2hmHzgdX7QkzxSjsJOqcwe1di7FOuz8ayu3d5Ks12PlgSOelDB9Q2ck-GOsna18qlPd6NpyiWLmKvbU7A/w640-h524/Image010.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Bort also decided to dust bathe on the towel...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-nn7UvnxMXG5jVGToVzh4LXNo8eP5k6_9CxrDK5BYa1AuK5K1GHU-p_pLganfoFz-VBIPCnGELlC3ySB3eMaMPXrwaPs-bC1qWiyyUTcQj5iQjLn7g0UNvowYF2lqfOYZV2DV4MDTN8jpmFxXucVZ2X567r_rwJozJFmoGJPKPWKRO3pb6qnwqaTNQ/s800/Image014.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="569" data-original-width="800" height="456" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-nn7UvnxMXG5jVGToVzh4LXNo8eP5k6_9CxrDK5BYa1AuK5K1GHU-p_pLganfoFz-VBIPCnGELlC3ySB3eMaMPXrwaPs-bC1qWiyyUTcQj5iQjLn7g0UNvowYF2lqfOYZV2DV4MDTN8jpmFxXucVZ2X567r_rwJozJFmoGJPKPWKRO3pb6qnwqaTNQ/w640-h456/Image014.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>...and gave me Grade A Stink Eye when I laughed.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS11gtK5tmWH7Y5sVa4Q5lUqyb9D_6uoy24NWXgoRrkfrKpWZK1ZiQdg0ty2G_YUPWoo1rdY42UlYadp9I_k-UdeMiC8pwnqXqp0hYor1Ij1VNc4gSgYYVSkP64lgZFc_WvRfMQBoaiIyvUuh4Z8hquQEdM85d1smz5F4_2aM2esoKn2EMJkgzPmvXnQ/s800/Image015.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="687" data-original-width="800" height="550" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS11gtK5tmWH7Y5sVa4Q5lUqyb9D_6uoy24NWXgoRrkfrKpWZK1ZiQdg0ty2G_YUPWoo1rdY42UlYadp9I_k-UdeMiC8pwnqXqp0hYor1Ij1VNc4gSgYYVSkP64lgZFc_WvRfMQBoaiIyvUuh4Z8hquQEdM85d1smz5F4_2aM2esoKn2EMJkgzPmvXnQ/w640-h550/Image015.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p><b>Garibaldi</b>, hatched from a small tan egg (#4) laid by Brick, a bantam Cochin/Belgian d'Uccle mix hen. Garibaldi also has feathered shanks, and a blue food color spot to ID her.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68Vctf_05a8BncvpRka4DaXEgL5-PjfPxnKJZiJ8za8W_o7yK4cUT7WvhUIoqk4QBQQzDbNSjZ1h9K0VnqspM2uJ-HkvJMATAyY0q9yHLvQX5VnOCPJyzSzk7vk0qLTfR67Pl-lSd_1as6gWS0JRvJpOBRNxW4cDOkz8aN60c9PZveAETsXIZRYUoEg/s800/Image011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="786" data-original-width="800" height="628" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj68Vctf_05a8BncvpRka4DaXEgL5-PjfPxnKJZiJ8za8W_o7yK4cUT7WvhUIoqk4QBQQzDbNSjZ1h9K0VnqspM2uJ-HkvJMATAyY0q9yHLvQX5VnOCPJyzSzk7vk0qLTfR67Pl-lSd_1as6gWS0JRvJpOBRNxW4cDOkz8aN60c9PZveAETsXIZRYUoEg/w640-h628/Image011.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0y6cF3FLadnv2XYi7_2EiljpY5rmR3xrP4bB1nYZC750dIdl5nd1whuu2PzzsUfuIykVtNEY6DT6kR_2zZlFffmMCkqae3Pu5ymtMNws5QSKQ4gR2a_7ev9-VGTSrmWBzY_xgs68hSYJGCgpNqgdVXQqpWsbVfndH1cZfcS0r_2nwHK-Qbso7H6RnvQ/s800/Image012.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="656" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0y6cF3FLadnv2XYi7_2EiljpY5rmR3xrP4bB1nYZC750dIdl5nd1whuu2PzzsUfuIykVtNEY6DT6kR_2zZlFffmMCkqae3Pu5ymtMNws5QSKQ4gR2a_7ev9-VGTSrmWBzY_xgs68hSYJGCgpNqgdVXQqpWsbVfndH1cZfcS0r_2nwHK-Qbso7H6RnvQ/w524-h640/Image012.jpg" width="524" /></a></div><br /><p>Lastly is <b>Mooncake</b>, hatched from a large, long, pointed olive green egg (#9). Mooncake is a big, reddish chick and has a purple food color spot. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHnZqgxfiy5Thrau58XRtKv1PtLkhxtj01ii_G218IhwxZAqQ6unbFokBP7d-jk19xh5iECMJwVgQ3seuWOVr2yUEnFR4CL_Mea5HP3938CvLQKFsRBsU65ENRcs4bCHY8YT3Z3iCAEIs5smoQskGyL_oFSedvNW17Lx4bYIWzWNT7l2ewIFJsStFmtg/s800/Image013.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="775" data-original-width="800" height="620" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHnZqgxfiy5Thrau58XRtKv1PtLkhxtj01ii_G218IhwxZAqQ6unbFokBP7d-jk19xh5iECMJwVgQ3seuWOVr2yUEnFR4CL_Mea5HP3938CvLQKFsRBsU65ENRcs4bCHY8YT3Z3iCAEIs5smoQskGyL_oFSedvNW17Lx4bYIWzWNT7l2ewIFJsStFmtg/w640-h620/Image013.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Grumpiness personified.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixe_WX18kcGa79QXMaBveZ3xWq9mAZb8Yqvmr6hXkcwq7GIslxIrAKT-ZaZubxjuAY9FtMa28UoQWoEwd4JMpXV0_4NeSzAvwq1oXubfoTPCOe4BwlFxCscUruZiSX2tSDmKotX3HoksXueTfpPTp_65yNdDkv43BKab7XQCbd8orvWG82y1cQ4fJcSA/s800/Image018.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="706" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixe_WX18kcGa79QXMaBveZ3xWq9mAZb8Yqvmr6hXkcwq7GIslxIrAKT-ZaZubxjuAY9FtMa28UoQWoEwd4JMpXV0_4NeSzAvwq1oXubfoTPCOe4BwlFxCscUruZiSX2tSDmKotX3HoksXueTfpPTp_65yNdDkv43BKab7XQCbd8orvWG82y1cQ4fJcSA/w564-h640/Image018.jpg" width="564" /></a></div><p></p><p>All of the chicks are VERY healthy and active, which is what I hoped for!<br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-84271876916419351402023-04-05T00:29:00.005-07:002023-04-05T22:52:31.034-07:00Lockdown!<p> ...for eggs, that is.</p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Now we just wait three days...or less!
I candled the eggs again and pulled 3 late quitters: #19, 20 & 26. Two others I'm not sure of, but left in: #17 & 27.
That leaves us with 11 eggs with good, solid chicks inside! I tried to place the eggs so we can see the</span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> numbers, but they're uncooperative!</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO29hRQy67IQFTa0eJ_vdMFogGmZ5XO53n5JSH1UHkCi2jPV6ALqVVlgUociqMNSR5BVq2L-ssRTGlBR_x5Gdq-7sN56iSzwDRlL-0Jdp80ApAzEWUTI-qd9iXm2nA_94_QhwkqLfSzESTuE6yo7VmpfGbFsAEhvJsHNIA8lF2EPY3RzDRwA4Dd8kT3w/s1000/Image003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="984" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO29hRQy67IQFTa0eJ_vdMFogGmZ5XO53n5JSH1UHkCi2jPV6ALqVVlgUociqMNSR5BVq2L-ssRTGlBR_x5Gdq-7sN56iSzwDRlL-0Jdp80ApAzEWUTI-qd9iXm2nA_94_QhwkqLfSzESTuE6yo7VmpfGbFsAEhvJsHNIA8lF2EPY3RzDRwA4Dd8kT3w/w630-h640/Image003.jpg" width="630" /></a></div> <p></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Spork's (#6) egg is in the center at the very back, Sesame's (#7) front right, Brick's (#4) in the middle.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">#1 (front & center) and #3 (in back, far left) are the eggs we got from our local friend.<br /></span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">No pips, peeping or rocking yet!
I'm still venting the incubator 5x a day, I talk to them and will watch for any developments. </span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">This will be our 15th year of doing Chickam--kinda funny, because the first time we did it, it was a spur of the moment, "We're gonna do this for a lark" thing that was <i>supposed</i> to be a one-time deal. We didn't really think it'd catch on.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">We were wrong, LOL.<br /></span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">The hatch is due 4/8, you can watch it at the link below--as always, start checking the YouTube page a day early (banty eggs LOVE to hatch early, the little beggars), If you see EGGS, the hatch has begun! My money for 'First to pip' is on the two bantam eggs, #4 & 17.<br /></span></p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CteVAyCD2iY" target="_blank"><b>Watch the hatch on YouTube here!</b></a> </p><p><b>EDIT: 4/5 10:30PM, #11 and #24 have pipped!</b></p><p><br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-59116324286127786432023-03-28T08:12:00.003-07:002023-04-05T22:49:40.511-07:00Oodles Of Embryos!<p> Hey, we got us embryos here! <br />
<br />
Out of the 28 eggs I set in the ReptiPro, here's how things shake out:<br />
<b>16 have embryos</b>!<br />
Also, <b>2 more *might* be early quitters</b>, but I'm leaving
them in to be sure. I'll check again on lockdown day (three days before
our hatch day of April 8-9th) and pull any definite quitters then.<br />
<b>10 eggs were duds</b> (never developed), these include
three bantam eggs and eggs from Slick Charlie (Partridge Rock, Chickam
class of '21) and Cheerio (Red Star mix, Chickam class of '19). <br />
<br />
Of the original 28, eggs from <b>Spork</b> (Barred Rock, Chickam class of '21), <b>Sesame</b> (Smokey Pearl, Chickam class of '22) and <b>Brick</b>
(bantam Cochin/d'Uccle mix, Chickam class of '19) all have embryos!
Only one other bantam egg besides Brick's has an embryo, the other 3
were duds.<br />
Two of the three eggs from my local friend have embryos, the other was a dud.<br />
<br />
I kinda blame so many duds (and possibly the early quitters) on our
extra-harsh and cold winter. Even though we gathered eggs 2-4 times a
day, they were always very cold. Several feet of snow on the ground
since December 31st, and we still have low 40's days/low 20's nights (I
think we've only broken 50 degrees two days since Jan 1), another storm
moving in today.<br />
<br />
Other than my original Govee unit failing (they replaced it super quick,
I'm very impressed with their customer service), all of the equipment
is working like a champ--no temperature spikes/drops from the ReptiPro.<br />
<br />
Fingers crossed for lots of healthy lil' chicks! </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9KVGpksCuo2VauIPLifiQ6E3WDjW8Bq6CWIoARAxMQX9CLAK894NU4C-aIqZo3Dl4nEQiBSkrWHoc5oQn0gTeNu4mLGo3wJHwiNuRT26T_3i_uEXcCvZjxClR6D8kpcjExEVqB_nrKPZ3V7ldILNLYCKUcnIz7Dg57EExwygBC_HnqfdUvi78OtpQgg/s1000/Image001.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="800" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9KVGpksCuo2VauIPLifiQ6E3WDjW8Bq6CWIoARAxMQX9CLAK894NU4C-aIqZo3Dl4nEQiBSkrWHoc5oQn0gTeNu4mLGo3wJHwiNuRT26T_3i_uEXcCvZjxClR6D8kpcjExEVqB_nrKPZ3V7ldILNLYCKUcnIz7Dg57EExwygBC_HnqfdUvi78OtpQgg/w512-h640/Image001.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-67359850335346486182023-03-18T08:48:00.001-07:002023-03-18T08:48:36.826-07:00We Are 'Go' For Our 15th Year Of Chickam !<p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">28 C-Seeds have been placed in the ReptiPro...now to wait for three weeks!</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTO5nEu7j9_tdHco3SLn2eLgB5lGN5S4nWZaTZ4xvnPJkHoBR6uFVQ1Pe3ojAXhUfSUySR1PMHQuuy6M-U24tNwFmpGoULLViIEvLNQntxP4SLtu0gK-QqDurJdCJgI5nEWh9o1aY_wylIQICva7iiAzDEMsk2eYGgqRQRULuwyb2RyRDBauRN-iMDTw/s900/Image014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="652" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTO5nEu7j9_tdHco3SLn2eLgB5lGN5S4nWZaTZ4xvnPJkHoBR6uFVQ1Pe3ojAXhUfSUySR1PMHQuuy6M-U24tNwFmpGoULLViIEvLNQntxP4SLtu0gK-QqDurJdCJgI5nEWh9o1aY_wylIQICva7iiAzDEMsk2eYGgqRQRULuwyb2RyRDBauRN-iMDTw/w464-h640/Image014.jpg" width="464" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">All of the equipment has been calibrated and is working great!</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">The red things on the left are a toy called 'water weasels', each one has a thermometer probe in it--one goes to the Spot Check, the other to a new Thermoworks Chef's Alarm. Yes, the Chef's Alarm unit is technically for the BBQ...but hey, it works. It does temperature and humidity, you can set a high/low range on it and it'll alert you to any deviations. As for the use of the water weasels--it's a hack: the water weasel simulates an egg, and inserting the temp probe gives you the most accurate idea of how the weather is <i>inside</i> an egg! This is vital, because there is a very narrow temperature range required by eggs in order for them to hatch. Too hot or too cold, and no chicks.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">The last two years we've had such a miserable hatch, plus chick deaths, that I made some changes this year...and having four thermometers and two hygrometers is one of them!<br /></span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">The shot glass in the bottom holds water, you need 55% humidity in the incubator. The square white thing on the second shelf is the sensor for the Govee thermometer/hygrometer, it synchs with my phone and charts the temperature/humidity every 15 minutes, with the Govee you can set a high/low range and it'll alert you to any excursions outside that range so you can adjust your incubator.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">On the top right is a new thermometer/hygrometer--between the Govee and this one, I know the humidity on each shelf.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"></span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">I'll candle the eggs in 10 days to see how many embryos we have.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Meanwhile, they'll get turned 5 times a day!</span></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-52145799598277615812023-03-18T03:05:00.002-07:002023-03-18T03:05:58.645-07:00What's This?<p></p><p><strong>Hey look, it's 28 Chickam eggs!</strong><br />They go into the ReptiPro in about 6 hours!</p><p>This will be our <strong>15th year of doing Chickam</strong>, yay! <br />Because we are gluttons for punishment and powerless to resist cute fluffies...</p><p>All but three of these eggs are from our flock--sadly, when I candled the
eggs tonight, 10 of the 12 eggs we got locally were badly cracked from
repeated pecking (it seems our friend has an egg eater in his flock!)</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpfkWLZnccOp6khGRx7HP-Prc9gl6j0qwN6aeH9y1ESeLuKVxgYgjuZpbOzTx4sCfUFEHMKihKcg1hQfoC7GCc-fdwRX5PuM4FzujQ8SHgkmP3DLfWaslaC2z-SOMWMKm5gN96AewoPp7_MmLPft1GFoDoJkLgQqtkWyVUJUJ5QDnWxQyEjdhkIOQ9aw/s1000/Image012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="864" data-original-width="1000" height="552" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpfkWLZnccOp6khGRx7HP-Prc9gl6j0qwN6aeH9y1ESeLuKVxgYgjuZpbOzTx4sCfUFEHMKihKcg1hQfoC7GCc-fdwRX5PuM4FzujQ8SHgkmP3DLfWaslaC2z-SOMWMKm5gN96AewoPp7_MmLPft1GFoDoJkLgQqtkWyVUJUJ5QDnWxQyEjdhkIOQ9aw/w640-h552/Image012.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />#1-3 are the eggs from our friend. I know who laid some of our eggs: #4
Brick (bantam Cochin mix), 5 Slick Charlie (Partridge Rock), 6 Spork
(Barred Rock), 7 Sesame (Smokey Pearl), 9 Cheerio
(Cochin/Americaunas/Red Star mix).<p></p><p>There are 4 bantam eggs (#15-18, which will no doubt hatch first), the
rest are a mix across our flock. I believe #19-20 are from Frittata
(Danish Brown Leghorn), Pearl (Sussex mix) or Boombox (White Leghorn).</p><p>All of the equipment is running perfectly and ready to go! <br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-61725348222626930712023-03-16T17:00:00.006-07:002023-03-17T18:15:08.039-07:00Gearing Up For Chickam...<p><span>So I'm doing my best to avoid a repeat of the chick deathfest that has plagued Chickam for the last two years. <br /></span></p><p><span>Chicks need to incubate at a temperature of 99.5, with humidity for day 1-18 at 50%, 65% days 19-21. Nobody does it better than a hen.</span></p><p><span>Keeping the temp/humidity consistent inside an incubator is generally agreed to be a MASSIVE PAIN. Since 2/6 I've been test running the ReptiPro and all of our assorted devices (including some nifty new ones!) that track temperature/humidity...I wanted to work out all possible bugs. Everything got calibrated (ice bath AND salt method), several times just to be sure.<br /></span></p><p><span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRheBSDQ2NrsXDxBXGx9t_aJma6r-AARCV2aRVs9cCBuFSPtzC_Ys2OPwTWWfr9zqrT1oRsbWaqTay7gwylr9e49YwBMwlR2dYGQ5DmkEcoY8L45BOd0rWQ59wJ61Xfxr2xmlPO0RP5PfL9CmgHBVgFrbQQ5o5xO048evbX_20lY85PuxE0J7s7YMklg/s1000/Image004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="689" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRheBSDQ2NrsXDxBXGx9t_aJma6r-AARCV2aRVs9cCBuFSPtzC_Ys2OPwTWWfr9zqrT1oRsbWaqTay7gwylr9e49YwBMwlR2dYGQ5DmkEcoY8L45BOd0rWQ59wJ61Xfxr2xmlPO0RP5PfL9CmgHBVgFrbQQ5o5xO048evbX_20lY85PuxE0J7s7YMklg/w440-h640/Image004.jpg" width="440" /></a></div><br />Thanks to a generous Chickam patron, we were able to get some new equipment. The first is a Chef's Alarm temperature monitor (yes, it's for use in barbecuing. Hey, any port in a storm). You can set the alarm to alert you if the temps go above/below the range you specify, and it uses a probe (I had to order a shorter one than the one pictured) that is going inside a water weasel on one of the incubator racks. Our old Spot Check temp probe will go in a water weasel on the other rack.<br /><p></p><p><span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYSG5ihQUvj_BrYi8imUJqGY-dihPu2pc2o5vqeUgh_i2ZiUTBcTGyKBG_0y1u2E0oN2AKh7wBaoV8PjEi0GvZx7hxRQnOAnayKUxyxSPbQQM2NNQMcTRPVtw_g0ceyw6mOsxHrWhyZNnt5TWFPfVIaPkeFK3dVSx38H32qUmv_VmMzM0vtzoAijPumQ/s1000/Image005.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="652" data-original-width="1000" height="417" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYSG5ihQUvj_BrYi8imUJqGY-dihPu2pc2o5vqeUgh_i2ZiUTBcTGyKBG_0y1u2E0oN2AKh7wBaoV8PjEi0GvZx7hxRQnOAnayKUxyxSPbQQM2NNQMcTRPVtw_g0ceyw6mOsxHrWhyZNnt5TWFPfVIaPkeFK3dVSx38H32qUmv_VmMzM0vtzoAijPumQ/w640-h417/Image005.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />Next is a Govee Smart thermometer/Hygrometer. VERY accurate, the little unit goes inside the incubator and synchs to your smartphone--and tracks temp/humidity spikes and drops by hour, day, week and month.<p></p><p><span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfnGJYyphwkZn7Wwf8P1Ir2NibJ9ActYP3a_HlgCCvpS7YJ6bkTC5CBuVbdV_AwAOPdPWBdh3MJkMVOJWQG7cU3geppy6xf5l3QJCJ6geZNuuI5sj5dmlc1U15TQA-wXbhD68J3bAMy6D5DkrFGSKxrA78pXn8xZZAZJyn-PSUpvveQ-Rtx336qBZ7uQ/s900/Image007.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="855" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfnGJYyphwkZn7Wwf8P1Ir2NibJ9ActYP3a_HlgCCvpS7YJ6bkTC5CBuVbdV_AwAOPdPWBdh3MJkMVOJWQG7cU3geppy6xf5l3QJCJ6geZNuuI5sj5dmlc1U15TQA-wXbhD68J3bAMy6D5DkrFGSKxrA78pXn8xZZAZJyn-PSUpvveQ-Rtx336qBZ7uQ/w608-h640/Image007.jpg" width="608" /></a></div> <p></p><p><span>Lastly, I got a new digital hygrometer, so I could have it on one shelf and the Govee on the other.</span></p><p><span></span></p><p><span>I even dismantled the ReptiPro in order to clean out dust/chick dander from its innards. Which was a good thing, as I didn't realize just how nasty it had gotten in there over the years! I took the back off to find this:</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulbcuUORGLv2Q53PAQ0zhWpf5ZJo21s7g8ZvBfvcTOMbmSBMYHB_ifGxu5aXpjNULqR76U99EZ6y3xGhEA40CReO0gUZQj91vak0lOOxKx1BpMMaf2Tvr8tty1vedvun92cnY3bHnmNimy30lTd4TSgbdG0T4Eq1MISKEPB2hRtvqlLHxfseX2u6VRQ/s1000/Image004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="611" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulbcuUORGLv2Q53PAQ0zhWpf5ZJo21s7g8ZvBfvcTOMbmSBMYHB_ifGxu5aXpjNULqR76U99EZ6y3xGhEA40CReO0gUZQj91vak0lOOxKx1BpMMaf2Tvr8tty1vedvun92cnY3bHnmNimy30lTd4TSgbdG0T4Eq1MISKEPB2hRtvqlLHxfseX2u6VRQ/w392-h640/Image004.jpg" width="392" /></a></div><p></p><p>And...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixbDW4rSxQEQYB78BBX3z00rs7ntUnpiHYGwiooPUmONMgpMH5nhr9y-X3JyDRCtO_2pVkvOaP5YVse0icyJI2WtHDxJ3GYkSI9LBvCqPJ_OSWz1bZPs8qIPJfyJs9CHIf_EVf20ueNiEm1kvC27_mjuLqCxI53pA-jVl5GglNPqO35aQC_8vkKD7Vuw/s1200/Image006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="836" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixbDW4rSxQEQYB78BBX3z00rs7ntUnpiHYGwiooPUmONMgpMH5nhr9y-X3JyDRCtO_2pVkvOaP5YVse0icyJI2WtHDxJ3GYkSI9LBvCqPJ_OSWz1bZPs8qIPJfyJs9CHIf_EVf20ueNiEm1kvC27_mjuLqCxI53pA-jVl5GglNPqO35aQC_8vkKD7Vuw/w446-h640/Image006.jpg" width="446" /></a></div><br /><span>When you can write 'Ick!' in the dust, you know it needs cleaning.</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMBnUSs1fP_RfAyOLf5B3D6LArt8Vt5KcYGF96TZoXp1u8g4IWUBb199uwsZPFG3j1nW0YkZr_e81gV5X8z5xEtxOoazFQlktCC5wMA_Zkr4K5CFozL7hdQDC-FhwQLCOo42epCmJr0BlbdHm7UrAeNepIeqTxDWkkD1Iosu1WZ50H8Ac1jK6PnzGMWA/s1000/Image009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="594" data-original-width="1000" height="380" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMBnUSs1fP_RfAyOLf5B3D6LArt8Vt5KcYGF96TZoXp1u8g4IWUBb199uwsZPFG3j1nW0YkZr_e81gV5X8z5xEtxOoazFQlktCC5wMA_Zkr4K5CFozL7hdQDC-FhwQLCOo42epCmJr0BlbdHm7UrAeNepIeqTxDWkkD1Iosu1WZ50H8Ac1jK6PnzGMWA/w640-h380/Image009.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span>In the end, everything was <i>thoroughly</i> cleaned.<br /></span><p></p><p><span>I've poured over my hatch records going back to the beginning of time. Read articles online hour after hour until my eyeballs are about to fall out & my brain is overstuffed on high altitude hatching. I came up with little that was new to me, which is good--but I think I figured out the cause of the chicks dying and have done everything I can to prevent it.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">One thing about the chicks that died last year, was that they ALL died 4 days post-hatch, within a few hours of each other, and all displayed identical symptoms.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">It's a red flag--a chick survives it's first 1-3 days living off the last of the egg yolk it absorbs just before hatching. It's why hatchery chicks survive 1-3 days of shipping w/no food or water. I suspect our incubation </span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">temps/humidity were off without us knowing it, which caused internal defects to form. I think this made it impossible for the chicks to process any food they ate post-hatch--and they weakened & died.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">It would fit. The chicks did tend to walk like their gut bothered them...</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">When I calibrated everything this year, it turns out that the old hygrometer was reading</span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"> 11% too humid & the Spot Check temperature 1 degree too cold! It's amazing we got anything to hatch last year.<br /></span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Hopefully that's now under control. Hatching at high altitudes is already hard enough, there is an unavoidable ding to your hatch rate of 50% or so. </span><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">No magic bullet for a great hatch at our altitude, but every little 'help' counts at 4800 feet!</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Meanwhile, here are the eggs we'll choose from!</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Ours (some we know are from certain hens):</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmZsedcOWKkuq7diQrCk2XgIBx0YNH9mHidd7RC7J4I4WYhkuxMfDlQvWM_nA1n_dMtP7MA9OEQy93gdVFDf0q43RUb6UVquAcJtnFrxI44TAAZ3JMzoEQZtAcAPcCpcon8jbWngrpwiHkTM5eTszk65ugtU_JgnXGnec_y9ny7hyGy-yWTV8MzvrOCA/s900/Image016.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="689" data-original-width="900" height="490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmZsedcOWKkuq7diQrCk2XgIBx0YNH9mHidd7RC7J4I4WYhkuxMfDlQvWM_nA1n_dMtP7MA9OEQy93gdVFDf0q43RUb6UVquAcJtnFrxI44TAAZ3JMzoEQZtAcAPcCpcon8jbWngrpwiHkTM5eTszk65ugtU_JgnXGnec_y9ny7hyGy-yWTV8MzvrOCA/w640-h490/Image016.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">And eggs from our local friend:</span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99NCo4OXOCO7aT80remQbalyUozajdddqpffS7V89f5SGD-KRSX9g_avb9v4Sx8AUTyjUfM3OgNd8U2VsbWd_gRpG3b6BIL2mrCt-dKGa5UueODPqqzaK5VPMcZMSfsBa1RluOHAKT0h5Pzs1AM3Oi81O4dc8NGShmXZ5JbDsXy1-AKTZtek1rbImNw/s900/Image017.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="310" data-original-width="900" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99NCo4OXOCO7aT80remQbalyUozajdddqpffS7V89f5SGD-KRSX9g_avb9v4Sx8AUTyjUfM3OgNd8U2VsbWd_gRpG3b6BIL2mrCt-dKGa5UueODPqqzaK5VPMcZMSfsBa1RluOHAKT0h5Pzs1AM3Oi81O4dc8NGShmXZ5JbDsXy1-AKTZtek1rbImNw/w640-h220/Image017.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Getting these eggs was a whole 'nother mini-adventure that involved trying to drive out to his house the day after our area had a voluntary evacuation from flooding by the lastest in a series of Atmospheric River megastorms. Our friend is WAY out across the valley with no other houses within miles...</span><p></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">...so of course we got stuck in the mud.</span></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">We eventually got loose, but had to give up and go home. Our poor car--!</span><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcsKXNpkqGbuf5x1YW0m-5GV9OTdOSyiuy9L0u8zxDvjFzM8zi1vpvCtdy3KcHBHNf_zK-O0Plit9mFkg7BuVkr567NWzD4TEWSQG_B72UUmdXmNYYDshejjl-mFYkKLQt-bBMmAAOPT89BNmGrH9QNPA4pz_Ep3VH9biWdfa_nqGW_p1CIPrdKqWrKA/s1000/Image003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="662" data-original-width="1000" height="424" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcsKXNpkqGbuf5x1YW0m-5GV9OTdOSyiuy9L0u8zxDvjFzM8zi1vpvCtdy3KcHBHNf_zK-O0Plit9mFkg7BuVkr567NWzD4TEWSQG_B72UUmdXmNYYDshejjl-mFYkKLQt-bBMmAAOPT89BNmGrH9QNPA4pz_Ep3VH9biWdfa_nqGW_p1CIPrdKqWrKA/w640-h424/Image003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0">Kind friend met us in town the next day with the eggs.<br /></span><p></p><p><span class="css-901oao css-16my406 r-poiln3 r-bcqeeo r-qvutc0"></span></p><p><span>So, we're as ready as we're gonna be! <b>The eggs go into the incubator this Saturday, March 18th for a target hatch date of Easter weekend, April 8-9th</b>. BUT--as usual, <b>start checking our YouTube channel a day or so BEFORE that</b>, as high altitude chicks tend to hatch early!</span></p><p><span><b>I'll post updates on Twitter here</b>: https://twitter.com/chickam2008<br /></span></p><p><span><b>When Chickam starts, you can watch it here</b>--if you tune in and see EGGS instead of Jack, the hatch has begun! Click on the 'Notify Me' icon to get an alert from YouTube when we go live: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CteVAyCD2iY<br /></span></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904999081756304865.post-44667874993154216092023-02-22T12:59:00.016-08:002023-05-21T13:53:18.557-07:00Does Something Smell Like Burnt Toast...?<p>Up here, 'Snow Removal' means <i>the snow comes along and removes what you have by crushing it</i>.</p><p>Almost two months after our series of Pineapple Express blizzards, the snow has finally melted off enough to see the totality of its work--this is the first day I could walk around the small run to see the back.</p><p>I must say, it was effective. And notice our next storm working up in the background, there.</p><p>The small chicken run it crushed, fortunately uninhabited at the time: <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCKZmzIp2DOX8xnTIaJhVBpklLqHohVY2YwPwfpxLAiOTSL310j8W-HoaxTYdTT_8q5yVv0R1_SWFVDLzAV2QbeTlb2AXneEVJN3m1nS2rCVEFgyJX6MQORAz1XV_D7Bc48rxNWYQmDE4qpiC_h5NlsXbL3K7zkpY8Srb-CJZZxDbmsjwOpSTK5_xPA/s1000/Image003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="777" data-original-width="1000" height="498" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbCKZmzIp2DOX8xnTIaJhVBpklLqHohVY2YwPwfpxLAiOTSL310j8W-HoaxTYdTT_8q5yVv0R1_SWFVDLzAV2QbeTlb2AXneEVJN3m1nS2rCVEFgyJX6MQORAz1XV_D7Bc48rxNWYQmDE4qpiC_h5NlsXbL3K7zkpY8Srb-CJZZxDbmsjwOpSTK5_xPA/w640-h498/Image003.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Really did a number on the door and popped it from its frame.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbqOCv1nb0Tsvcj5vB2z6usuASr4FDbCFmfiM_gpdsUoMe5FQJZTUO_UrNWGsDzq5woGqX3SXAc3UGFonw85qOo7i2uEc8UnZmYF4q-KjQvE2bKascesqPZvthFLWJu2frsewmlegCRlFlCnCsclH3TXDXmcKu7b0kJWNeNTnA-uKpYF1Hj1o9cYcaw/s1200/Image020.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="422" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpbqOCv1nb0Tsvcj5vB2z6usuASr4FDbCFmfiM_gpdsUoMe5FQJZTUO_UrNWGsDzq5woGqX3SXAc3UGFonw85qOo7i2uEc8UnZmYF4q-KjQvE2bKascesqPZvthFLWJu2frsewmlegCRlFlCnCsclH3TXDXmcKu7b0kJWNeNTnA-uKpYF1Hj1o9cYcaw/w226-h640/Image020.jpg" width="226" /></a></div><p></p><p>The side...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyyO_ADrnc9vUV8TR4RX1rKIFMF7ad8yZAaL4RhBCBbom2lbLHxTrQogVOa9KcvK-qk4JwmOKJ8Lcoab0SxiQTAwDRK0gCVMuhfOUYn_E5DaIXRA-lPT8Mi2OahmEnjr7cqGArKg_B_R_hY3HZeJNELmQle4ciTnZw1BsP4Om967S161H-4BquwTr5PA/s1000/Image005.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="827" data-original-width="1000" height="530" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyyO_ADrnc9vUV8TR4RX1rKIFMF7ad8yZAaL4RhBCBbom2lbLHxTrQogVOa9KcvK-qk4JwmOKJ8Lcoab0SxiQTAwDRK0gCVMuhfOUYn_E5DaIXRA-lPT8Mi2OahmEnjr7cqGArKg_B_R_hY3HZeJNELmQle4ciTnZw1BsP4Om967S161H-4BquwTr5PA/w640-h530/Image005.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIyVrCSDmw0B_0zCM1vqIr8pHLpNRMWThBE0TjsLfqHQSDD4-gKIBrSdJnja1oiSlBVspzT_hojVO_yA8tHWfues2sPd9hNyZuZEeuMSXB7E6gDfaUw5WCd8OgGZGiuMdcveAJWla3PxP6buECLXR899zcvKemZcZnrqOvfrScO_ix41A12c2kf3OkBA/s1000/Image006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="850" data-original-width="1000" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIyVrCSDmw0B_0zCM1vqIr8pHLpNRMWThBE0TjsLfqHQSDD4-gKIBrSdJnja1oiSlBVspzT_hojVO_yA8tHWfues2sPd9hNyZuZEeuMSXB7E6gDfaUw5WCd8OgGZGiuMdcveAJWla3PxP6buECLXR899zcvKemZcZnrqOvfrScO_ix41A12c2kf3OkBA/w640-h544/Image006.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Yikes, this isn't getting any better as I round the corner...<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjdB3M_S13Ez1zqxUIJ5WKWXQ4aBvKvBVQCFdhc2yol3hHrcCIisCxG-0WPwrspoywCgWaQ9FkdHEGkwbqhP8RcqrFk8YqyTF2MjDLyftp7wVBsqI-8fjIREAm78ntl3HcNXIXmCrjpbPNlNXKoPakT4bkG1Dfs5CKLj_xblzgj6AHTt_q3tgeTAbE0g/s1000/Image007.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="711" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjdB3M_S13Ez1zqxUIJ5WKWXQ4aBvKvBVQCFdhc2yol3hHrcCIisCxG-0WPwrspoywCgWaQ9FkdHEGkwbqhP8RcqrFk8YqyTF2MjDLyftp7wVBsqI-8fjIREAm78ntl3HcNXIXmCrjpbPNlNXKoPakT4bkG1Dfs5CKLj_xblzgj6AHTt_q3tgeTAbE0g/w456-h640/Image007.jpg" width="456" /></a></div><p></p><p>Urgh...the back of the run.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWNrV_W4xRhGswJHpIkYde0ivd7NZqFIZp8TfW1X5pIZKP9F2DCTZ4lM-ReGndQKPKmVRQNkp80CPCkud2nj0clkRZb9CgCmzk04OpqlRdtnD0YvkY6RL8atR3_uZaLP4oiPautVp2BJuC7zIx9RUjfiLZ-pIejbhNR0Avp161nTq9RcUhO13F21SRiA/s1000/Image013.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="665" data-original-width="1000" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWNrV_W4xRhGswJHpIkYde0ivd7NZqFIZp8TfW1X5pIZKP9F2DCTZ4lM-ReGndQKPKmVRQNkp80CPCkud2nj0clkRZb9CgCmzk04OpqlRdtnD0YvkY6RL8atR3_uZaLP4oiPautVp2BJuC7zIx9RUjfiLZ-pIejbhNR0Avp161nTq9RcUhO13F21SRiA/w640-h426/Image013.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>The way the weight of the snow just...bent and <i>snapped</i> steel pipe is impressive. Tore the hardware cloth like it was nothing, too.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgByIe71M1dZS-LkQiNxeTfTb6lKWmDaH0XvcvwrCqCvGg0tzaldijecfzyO7IBU7HkRXWBjGQpCMHadVIOYC4QD5kV806jWZeW2mQ5P1-u5veFkmgWlISESIp5wjclDfqPm8vXjKVmnLqP9rDGWIxcOYENP6YSfe6Z2ShEMV4DTjL7masLJl1rih0O_g/s1000/Image011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="699" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgByIe71M1dZS-LkQiNxeTfTb6lKWmDaH0XvcvwrCqCvGg0tzaldijecfzyO7IBU7HkRXWBjGQpCMHadVIOYC4QD5kV806jWZeW2mQ5P1-u5veFkmgWlISESIp5wjclDfqPm8vXjKVmnLqP9rDGWIxcOYENP6YSfe6Z2ShEMV4DTjL7masLJl1rih0O_g/w448-h640/Image011.jpg" width="448" /></a></p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRqXehaYkTL5nlj7nnfzLuUxGHVEsDEacc27rala7BORkeSRj5abX9Tr9c0HjtIvvwEqow7yFBemmTf00fuPfTXpU-6rBesIJWo43RBiE53rFCbjjtNCWN_KiZ38cJqgRrVK8bIb9_m3iKRPGB9vJpksPSyMTBiqzTixObOwAYuGQz4Tjl4U8aZXN_hg/s1000/Image009.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="679" data-original-width="1000" height="434" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRqXehaYkTL5nlj7nnfzLuUxGHVEsDEacc27rala7BORkeSRj5abX9Tr9c0HjtIvvwEqow7yFBemmTf00fuPfTXpU-6rBesIJWo43RBiE53rFCbjjtNCWN_KiZ38cJqgRrVK8bIb9_m3iKRPGB9vJpksPSyMTBiqzTixObOwAYuGQz4Tjl4U8aZXN_hg/w640-h434/Image009.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgehomJbfCNekaqE8fuPuqiVSH-NmhI8JQqX0isbaTxbN0tWom9VWgfOPUUECQH-kE5YZ340tJND46JYv0HmtAfnzy9y98xv5yQ53wxr0m1jFic-LKWphMDtwTrd035KIGCp4O_Cg4nxbx-_3ewtIqtP31E7OeRr4niD1F6276oWWVwQAiNdHV4rD-g/s1000/Image010.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="675" data-original-width="1000" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgehomJbfCNekaqE8fuPuqiVSH-NmhI8JQqX0isbaTxbN0tWom9VWgfOPUUECQH-kE5YZ340tJND46JYv0HmtAfnzy9y98xv5yQ53wxr0m1jFic-LKWphMDtwTrd035KIGCp4O_Cg4nxbx-_3ewtIqtP31E7OeRr4niD1F6276oWWVwQAiNdHV4rD-g/w640-h432/Image010.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>Le sigh...Welp, now to rebuild it from the ground up. We can reuse the door and some of the hardware cloth, possibly some of the steel pipe, fasteners, etc...</p><p>Our landscaping took a hit as well, luckily just broken branches. The house rode the storms like a champ, although it <i>does</i> now have some little gaps here and there where wall meets ceiling that weren't there before...</p><p>I'll take it.<br /></p>Jack's Henhousehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14128457519639653204noreply@blogger.com0