The past 2 days in Maydelle, Texas we have received an unholy amount of rain. The first day we got 4 inches, the second day I think we got at least 3 more but I can’t be sure because when we had all that crazy cold weather in January my rain gauge cracked at the 4 inch…
This poem is for all those who have ever loved and lost…….a chicken. Who have lost a chicken to a raccoon, hawk, skunk, opossum, fox, bobcat, snake, owl, mink, stray dog, family dog, neighbors dog or simply an unnamed creature of the night…… Oh, my chickens how I love thee though every creature wants to…
Last night about 7:00 a couple of local boys came by the house, they wanted to weigh this fish they caught. Obviously they were pretty tickled at the 6 foot 8 inch dinosaur-era monster…… Now, I have no idea what this fellows name is I just know he lives about 8 miles up the road,…
Wet chicks mean we got some much needed rain here in Maydelle, the silkies however don’t fare so well….. I love my silkie, wet or dry! And we are SO thankful for the much needed rain! Happy Friday everyone!
About 4 years ago we had some turkeys show up. They roost in the big oak trees in our front yard and have recently taken up with the chickens each evening for a dinner of corn, sunflower seeds, milo and oats. They come when I call, making a mad dash to beat each other to…
I went into the yard to pick up a stick. Then I saw this…. I thought, well I’ll just snatch that one up real quick and be on my way. An hour later I have this….. Pulling weeds is kinda like eating chips, you can’t stop at just one. Now I gotta go pick up that stick…..
I am an avid fisher, nothing is better on a balmy afternoon than floating along the river near our home admiring the Spanish moss, giant oak trees and listening for the splash of a turtle rolling off a log…. Unfortunately for me I am ONLY good at fishing. I rarely catch anything. I have tried…
So wicked chickens don’t REALLY lay deviled eggs, rather their wrath personifies itself in the form of spurring, wild running, aggressive pecking, 4:00 a.m. crowing sessions….among other things. But my blog is not just about those moments of fowl folly. It is about life in the country, life as a homeschooler, life as a baker, life…
The Wicked Chicken 