Friday, December 28, 2012
Chicken Cave and Other Important Stuff
The depth of the snow means there is no going outside the coop for the chickens and any running to look for anything green or wiggling on the ground has been put on pause(as in they are all "cooped up" and are now suffering from "cabin fever"). Each time we go in the run to check their feed and water, we are greeted with a chorus of scolding chickens, each in their own cleff. Each morning either Paul or I go out and turn on the light in the coop so the chickens think there is sunshine. We have had to put a light bulb under their water container to keep the ice at bay. And lots of straw in the run and coop seems to help with the scratching impulse - something to kick around is evidently a happy thing. Yet, we are finding it very amazing to gather between 10 - 12 eggs a day. Hmmm, it is starting to feel a little like the zucchini wars in the summer. I wonder who can use a few eggs today. If we go over the "fiscal cliff", will this be our bartering chip for a little milk?? Or, should we just eat one or two?
May you all be warm and safe, wherever you are. I must admit, having animals of a sort has brought back warm memories of our Penrose world. Do you remember what winters were like, with the cows, pigs and chickens trying to survive the Wyoming winters? I think it is such a blessing to know how difficult things can be, but to be able to live in such incredible comfort. If you are ever close to my house, please stop by for a dozen eggs.