Spring Chicks

Not raised on a farm I have not been around chickens all my life or anything. This weekend we picked up 7 baby chicks. Three road island reds and three Americana’s and one black one.

I had no idea they had such distinct personalities. The reds are very sweet and they all hang out together. The Americana’s are very independent and like to sleep alone some of the times.

There is one girl that is set to rule the roost. She is the first one to try to peck me; she seems to think it is her job to protect the others. A mother hen sort of thing, I keep telling her I am not going to hurt any of them. If she keeps being uppity, I will have no problem putting her in the boiling pot 1st. She is very pretty and that’s why I chose her, but she has so much attitude. Which is why I am thinking of calling her Juno, like the Greek goddess, that was pretty but mean.

I haven’t decided on names for all of them yet. I was thinking of naming them after breakfast foods. Like Pancakes and home fries, and bacon all the things that go with eggs. Their reason for getting these breeds of chickens was to get colored eggs, I figured if I am going through all the trouble of raising laying hens, I might was well see some nice pretty eggs as well.

In the projects that I take on, I don’t want to just feel I deserve the better things in life, I want to be one of the better things in life. I want to know about fashion and motorbikes and raising hens and dancing and surfing. The more you know about different things the more interesting conversations you can have. For my writing these experiences enhance my own life, so I can use these details in my stories. My characters will have rich lives to draw upon in their expressions. Plus it has been said, the most sophisticated thing to do is to pack it all in and leave the city for country life. What do you think all those people are doing with country homes and estates? They are raising horses, chickens or prize-winning dogs.

Also in these uncertain times we can all do something to cut expenses. Our grandparents grew their own veggies and had live stock as well. To that end I have also planted some lettuce, tomatoes, cilantro, chives, red onions, and strawberries. They didn’t have the chilies I wanted just yet at the nursery. That will have to wait. It may be winter still everywhere else, but for me it’s already spring and time to get going with my plans for summer.