05.19.2019

May skies from May happenings. A picnic, a beach hike, a couple morning walks.

April feels like a distant memory already. I think it’s mostly the chicks that are responsible for that. They arrived on the second of May, just after the weather turned warmer and sunnier. It’s less that there’s so much to do and more that there’s just so many bits to occupy your attention. We got layers for the first time, which are so different from the meat birds we’ve raised in the past. Which I knew, but it’s a different thing to know something and to watch it right in front of you.

We had one injury early on that meant we had a house chick for nearly two weeks while he recovered. A day or so in to the regular soundtrack of tiny chirping, I understood the draw of pet birds better than I ever had. After it was obvious that he was recovering but lagging his peers’ growth, we brought home a companion from the feed store and watched tiny chicken friendship unfold. As Dean was putting the finishing touches on the new coop yesterday, I had to call out, “Can I get your help? There’s a chick in the middle of the living room.”

We bought unsexed chicks so I’m watching raptly as they slowly feather out, trying to figure out who will grow up to lay eggs and who will grace the table.

Last night there was a giant owl sitting outside the new coop in broad daylight, plotting how he could get past our defenses (I assume).

So many tiny dramas of feed and temperature and housing and well-being, that’s the story of May around this homestead. You?

2 thoughts on “05.19.2019

  1. I’m enamored by the meadows you photograph. I was knitting on the BG’s porch this afternoon. Such blue skies and water. Happy spring! I hope to see pics of those wee chicks in your posts-
    Heather

    1. Yes, the blue is so very blue these days. I hope to have some decent chick photos, too – they’re surprisingly challenging!

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