There are many reasons I’m glad I’m not a cow. For example, I have no fear of ever being eaten. I didn’t have to give birth outdoors. Flies don’t have a tendency to gather on my body where I can’t reach them. Actually flies don’t have a tendency to gather anywhere on my body. Getting…
I have always loved chickens. Even as a child I can remember toting them about, loving on them, naming them and kissing them. While I still tote them, love them and kiss them I refrain from naming them. But that is another story. Today I’d like to introduce you to the girls. The main girls.…
So my darling child had her first piano recital this weekend and was all dressed up, first thing she did upon arriving home was take off to the chicken pen. I wanted to check on the little ones who had only been with the big chickens a few days and this is what I find…….…
I want you to meet the flock, my reason for being a ‘wicked chicken’, cause it takes a wicked chicken to protect the whole group. So over the next few weeks you will get to meet all the girls. But first of all….top leader, main man, rooster for the ages, lover of hens bantam and standard alike,…
The road goes on forever and the party never ends….. …it’s just the recovery time increases as you age. Significantly increases. Increases so significantly it may very well end the party. But the road……it definitely goes on forever. Party on people and have a great weekend!
Never say never is a lesson I learned fairly early in life yet find I need to be reminded every now and then……for example. I said I’d NEVER live in a trailer house. Yet when faced with a nice trailer house completely paid for vs. huge monthly house note I happily went on decorating my…
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 