Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[Shadrach]

Everyone is Roosted in their Temp Quarter's

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Sorry if you've covered this earlier Bob, but were these three brought up together?

 

[LozzyR]

I love that poem too. ❤
Nobody ever seems to quote the first stanza though...

I only know the second one...

 

[BY Bob]

Sometimes it takes a while... love at first sight doesn’t always equate to a total understanding of one another! Even when it come to chooks.

That is very true. it is not always immediate. I will have one today most likely.

 

[BY Bob]

This famous poem written by Dorothea Mckellar in 1908 encapsulates Australia well. So, yes, kind of normal, it has just been a bit more...intense lately.

My Country

The love of field and coppice
Of green and shaded lanes,
Of ordered woods and gardens
Is running in your veins.
Strong love of grey-blue distance,
Brown streams and soft, dim skies
I know, but cannot share it,
My love is otherwise.

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror
The wide brown land for me!

The stark white ring-barked forests,
All tragic to the moon,
The sapphire-misted mountains,
The hot gold hush of noon,
Green tangle of the brushes
Where lithe lianas coil,
And orchids deck the tree-tops,
And ferns the warm dark soil.

Core of my heart, my country!
Her pitiless blue sky,
When, sick at heart, around us
We see the cattle die
But then the grey clouds gather,
And we can bless again
The drumming of an army,
The steady soaking rain.

Core of my heart, my country!
Land of the rainbow gold,
For flood and fire and famine
She pays us back threefold.
Over the thirsty paddocks,
Watch, after many days,
The filmy veil of greenness
That thickens as we gaze ...

An opal-hearted country,
A wilful, lavish land
All you who have not loved her,
You will not understand
though Earth holds many splendours,
Wherever I may die,
I know to what brown country
My homing thoughts will fly.

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Dorothea Mackeller

But yesterday was the most rainfall we've had in a single day for 28 years.

Not raining today thank goodness, though more is on the way. The girls have had free range time all day. I saw Edwina and Pepper sun bathing and Alice attempting to dust bath. She is now a bedraggled black chicken.

That si beautiful. Thanks for sharing that. It helps to understand a little.

 

[BY Bob]

That's a pity. The warrior princess would have suited her.

How about Athena, warrior goddess?

Another strong lady. I had actually thought of her myself.

 

[BY Bob]

Sorry if you've covered this earlier Bob, but were these three brought up together?

They were. That's one of the reasons why I wound up taking all three. I couldn't leave one behind.

 

[BY Bob]

New Digs

 

[BY Bob]

Lilly is Mad at Me

All morning she has been coming to the backdoor yelling.

Here she is letting her displeasure be known. Hattie, of course seems nonplussed.

 

[LCG Chicken Coop]

It’s good to see, and to better understand the behaviors. It happens, and is a normal part of chicken life. With my breeding goals, areial predators, and current housing/lack of decent cover in many areas, I tend to only free range one group at a time. But then, there are the occasions when another group will get loose at the same time. It all depends on who is out together how the interaction goes. For a while Sammy and Barney could get on together as long as everyone keeps their distance. Telling them to knock it off was usually effective. Granted, when they did square off it gave me the perfect opportunity to nab Barney and pop him back into the tractor, and there has been very little actual damage. Sammy has managed some lightly torn Wattles, earlobes, and comb pecks, nothing serious; and with his huge all of the aboves, it’s no wonder... and he’s the instigator for the most part.

DH was shocked with Chickie Hawk my human “aggressive” Rooster the other day. He was lowering the feed for me in the run and Hawk just watched him, watched him suspiciously, and watched him some more. Once DH was fully out of the tractor and the door was closed the “attack” finally came. At the hardware cloth. He literally is just showing off for his girls 96% of the time! The other 4% I think is mostly testosterone poisoning.

Chickie Hawk sounds like a character! I wish I knew his history with you, if you have posted it.

 

[LCG Chicken Coop]

New Digs

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They are beautiful! Now I see why your wife is so eager to have the Polish, because she is so elegant. I'm getting Carol Channing vibes, although I realize she is a Phyllis!