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Zero Waste: The First Few Steps

There isn’t a single living person that couldn’t stand to reduce their waste. My first realization about my waste was the plastic silverware I was using every day at work. I was eating breakfast, lunch, and sometimes a snack at work 5 days a week, and using plastic silverware for every meal. When I think about it now it seems so obscenely wasteful. So, when I packed my lunch for the day I started including silverware with it. Small changes […]

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Reducing our waste.

Consciousness is a curious thing. Years ago at my first pro hockey game my (now) husband pointed out the flash of light in the stands. “You know what that is?” He asked. “No,” I implored, staring into the prolific flashes. “They’re for the photographers” he shouted over the announcer, pointing at the front row. After that, all I could see was the flash of light going off around the stadium every few minutes for the rest of the game. I […]

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Two Sick Chickens: Juniper

I haven’t published a blog in a while, and it’s because I knew I would have to write this one next. Even trying to write this now, I’m not really sure what to say, so I’ll just say what happened. And maybe, someone somewhere will be going through the same thing and won’t feel alone. Jujube/Juniper/Mini-chicken was the last to hatch, and the first to get a name. She quickly started to stand out amongst her hatch-mates because she wasn’t […]

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Two Sick Chickens: Cosmo Kazoo

When we chose to hatch out 15 chicks, I promised myself that I was going to be a responsible adult and only keep the hens (like everyone says). Well, spoiler alert, it didn’t happen. I fell in love with Cosmo Kazoo right away. His beautiful sing-song voice had me smitten. Instead of chirping or peeping like everyone else, Cosmo wanted to sing. Plus, he is drop. dead. gorgeous. Little did I know his sweet nature was going to mean he […]

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Rehoming Daisy Roo

When we first set out to have chickens, I had read that Silkies were hard to sex, but I chose to ignore that part. I would for sure be able to pick out a hen- they’re fluffier! Well, the first two chicks I picked out turned out to be roosters- Daisy Roo and Lily Roo. Daisy was my first pick. As soon as I walked into the room where all of the chicks were, I spotted him first. He was […]

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Building Magnolia Manor

When we first went from four to six chickens is when we realized our small, pre-fab coop just wasn’t cutting the mustard. The wood was aging quickly, it wasn’t very secure, and it was getting to be too small. I suggested we hire someone to build us a coop. We’d find plans for a coop we liked online, hire a contractor, and have it done. We got some quotes, and looked at coop ideas, and after a couple of weeks […]

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We Should Get Some More Chickens: Hatching Egg Edition

I can’t tell you exactly when it happened, but my husband (I SWEAR!) suggested we get some more chickens. I was wanting some Paint Silkies, and Good Chicken Violet was broody. Perfect timing, right? We’ll order some hatching eggs, slip them under her, and she’ll do the hard work for us! We started looking for some Paint Silkie hatching eggs. Then, I learned of Frizzle Tolbundt Polish Crested chickens and found someone with hatching eggs. And since we were ordering the […]

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We Should Get More Chickens

Ever hear of ‘Chicken Math’? While on vacation in Austin, my husband said, “we should get some more chickens.” When we got back, we picked up Iris and Daffodil- my first Polish Crested. And just like that, four became six. The roosters (Daisy and Lily) were PISSED. This started the first of what I refer to as, “Advanced Orchestration.” New chicks in the run during the day, Flower Girls (my original crew of four) free-ranging. New chicks in the hen-house […]

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Why on Earth Do You Have Chickens?

I always have a hard time answering the question: “But, why do you have chickens?” Because truly, I’m not sure. I grew up a little differently than most of my peers did. Summer vacations were spent camping in the Smokey Mountains, mining for gems, hiking trails in national parks, and driving around looking at the scenery. I always loved when we’d stumble across a small farm on a red-clay dirt road in the middle of nowhere. A babbling brook in […]

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