cooping-it: 35: All Gone :(

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

35: All Gone :(

Well the time came for the birds to go on their happy way to a new home as we have moved out of out lovely NY house. So sad to see them go!

In summation of this project, the raising and tending to of backyard chickens was a very wonderful experience! Some work was involved, of course, but the birds were just wonderful and I had an extremely enjoyable two years as a farmer. Unfortunately, the home in California where we are moving does not allow for poultry raising... yet. I will work on it!!

Here is a last look at the ladies:

Loved them all!!!!! Good luck in your new home!!! And if any readers need to be enabled in order to take on a backyard chicken project, please please send me a note! I would be happy to share my tips!

Buh-Bye!!

1 comment:

peasant boy said...: Wow! I can't believe it ended with us moving to southern CA. I do miss them.
Thanks for blogging the experience. It's nice to look back on it :); August 26, 2010 at 3:57 AM

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The Backstory.

In April of 2006, my husband and I went to an auction to benefit our younger son's public elementary school. Never one for the typical sports memorabilia or spa vacations that are frequently the sought after items from these events, I perused the tastefully decorated hotel banquet room's aisles looking for something that was more interesting. Tucked into a back corner, next to a handmade amber and silver drop necklace and tickets for two to a taping of the David Letterman Show, I found the something different that I had been seeking. A local family was offering fresh organic eggs from their backyard chickens; a dozen each week for a year. We were the lucky winners of the auction which surprisingly few people had bid on.

Our first batch eggs were different than even the organic grocery store ones which were our usual fare. A range of colors from light brown to dark brown with speckles to light blue greeted us when we opened the carton. We were told to leave them as they were, 'fresh from the farm', and not wash off the bits of dirt and chicken waste that was smeared on a few of them. A quick rinse under the tap would clean them right up just before they were ready to be used. Were the eggs really that different than the store bought ones? When cracked, the whites sat right up in the pan rather than spreading wide out. Also, the yolks were a deep yellow-orange. When whipping up a few for a scramble, the perfectly creamy froth turned into deliciously fluffy eggs. I was pleased with myself for learning the subtleties between what I thought was just an ordinary egg.

Each week either a dozen were dropped off at our doorstep or we would pick them up. My husband was the first to go and see the chickens for himself. He was amazed that the eight multi-colored birds were right there walking amongst the children's play equipment and the two energetic dogs, a Vizsla and a Weimaraner, prancing about nearby on the lawn. He encouraged me to go and pick up our next dozen the following week and see them for myself.

This spring, a year after that first dozen, not only are we still enthralled with the fresh eggs we have grown used to, we are building our own coop for a May delivery of chicks.

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

35: All Gone :(

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