I was asked if my chickens were going to get stockings for Christmas. "Of course," I said. "Except they are shaped like talons."
I never did get around to make those stockings, so I bought a bag of cracked corn instead. The Queens were ok with that. See how happy they are?
I don't know if it is the weather or if they are growing more fond of me, but they don't squawk and run/fly away from me like they used to. Now they just stand around clucking while I refill their food and water, thank them for their eggs and collect their days' work.
I am not a huge fan of inflatable "decorations". I tolerate them because they seem to make other people happy. I do, however, like them better than molded plastic Santas and snowmen.
In all of their glory (read: while they are inflated), inflatables -though seldom pertinent- are kind of fun to look at. I have to admit that this 8' penguin and his little buddy Snoopy livened up our neighborhood.
Wait. What? Whatever do you mean, "seldom pertinent"?
I'm glad you asked...
My mom and I were at a large chain pharmacy a couple of weeks ago, perusing the aisles of stuff when I spotted an inflatable cow. I don't know about you, but a cow doesn't even make me think winter, never mind Christmas. I started to rant. "That is one of the most ridiculous things I've seen. A cow? What does a cow have to do with anything?" A stranger beside me agreed with a nod. Then my mom said, "It must be the Holy Cow!" The stranger laughed and left the aisle.
This is the part I really don't like. I don't like to see wads of fabric out in the yard like someone just got kicked out of their house. My husband, in an attempt to keep me linear, will set the timer so that I don't have to witness such carnage in our own yard when I get home from work. 'Tis the season after all.
This is one of my favorite parts. I highly recommend viewing this movie.
Anyway, when my chickens started laying eggs I was unsure how to clean the eggs. I had read about the bloom (a film that protects the inside of the egg from bacteria etc...) and how easily it can be compromised in the cleaning process. Some sites recommended cold water, some warm, soapy water, and even others a dry cloth or sponge to buff the egg clean.
One night when my mom was over for dinner, she decided we needed to get to the bottom of this and call Uncle Allen (my uncle, her brother). Uncle Allen is a dairy goat farmer and also has chickens, calves etc... He even held the office of President of the American Dairy Goat Association. I am related to agricultural royalty.
Back to the issue at hand... Uncle Allen imparted this wisdom on me:
"It doesn't matter what you do to clean the eggs, the bloom will probably be compromised. The best thing you can do is keep the nesting box clean." *
So I do. And thankfully the ladies tend to keep their egg laying spot pretty tidy.
*(That was a lot of paraphrasing, I have a terrible memory as far as verbatim, but that was the gist.)
They both start out wide at the base and end up pointed at the tip.
The fake ones probably require less maintenance.
I can't imagine they are as nice to touch as real ones though.
And real ones just smell better...
... Oh, come on. I'm talking about Christmas Trees!
Aaron and I have a twice handed down fake tree. As far as twice handed down fake trees go, I'd say it is pretty good. It is taller than I am, so that is a plus.
About 12 years ago (that makes me feel really old) I pointed out to my mom that I was taller than our fake tree and that it made me feel uncomfortable about my height. The next year she bought a real tree. It was great. So tall and full. It smelled great. Our cat really liked it. (Although, as it turned out, he used it as a more natural alternative to the litter box.)
I'm not sure why we haven't ventured into fresh cut Christmas Tree-dom yet. Maybe next year...
What do you have? Real? Fake? Pre-lit? Anyone have a tree that isn't green in color?
are reminiscent of a previous wardrobe (I was big into neon)
There is one outfit in particular... I have checked my albums and have only been able to find photographic evidence of a partial pant leg. I know it exists. When I come across it you can see for yourself.
Another semi-related post brought to you by appearing busy at work...
Both of our (Aaron 's and my) immediate families have decided to do a group activity* for Christmas in lieu of gift giving to everyone or drawing names. Before these decisions were made, it had crossed my mind that I might receive gifts related to my new hobby of chicken rearing. I'm curious to see if anybody not in the immediate fam has that idea. I'm not going to say either way if I have a preference. We'll just wait and see what happens.
How are you spending Christmas or other winter holidays?
Will you be staying in your town or going away?
What is the gift giving scenario in your family this year?
The Cinnamon Queens (the names just didn't stick) are averaging 2 eggs a day. In a week's time that is about 6 to 8 eggs more than we consume. I'll probably bring some in for work friends, give some to my mom, maybe even go door to door in the neighborhood. (Not all in the same week, of course.)
If you are reading and you want some - let me know. Eggs last a long time. And currently, I have a pretty constant supply.
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(If you couldn't comment before without a special account... that should be fixed now. It wasn't really broken, I just didn't notice that particular option before.)