My Über-talented friend, Lauren Scheuer, did the art for the Austin Funky Chicken Coop Tour, and was invited to be part of the festivities. She’s going, and I’m tagging along! We know that we have HenCam and Scratch and Peck fans in the Lone Star State, and we’re hoping that some of you live near enough to Austin so that we can meet in person. To that end, Lauren and I will be at the Driskill Bar on Friday night, at 5:30 pm, and we’d like to see you there! Yes, we know it’s a fancy place, but, we’re tourists! And the Driskill has a Friday night happy hour with half-price margaritas!

On Saturday, Lauren and I will be at the Buck Moore Feed and Supply, which is where the tickets for the coop tour are picked up. She’ll have her book, Once Upon A Flock, to sign, and I’ll have Vintage Chicken Photographs. Stop by and chat for awhile.

Lauren has to fly home on Sunday, but I can’t pass up a chance to see the bluebonnets.

It’s something that’s been on my wish list ever since I was a little girl and saw photos in a magazine. AND it’s the week of legendary flea markets in the Hill Country. So, I’m going to take a day and go. Anyone else heading out that way?

Please let me know if can meet us in Austin!

It’s late winter, so here in New England you can be sure of two things: it’s the beginning of mud season,

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and maple sap is running. Trees are tapped. Literally. A spigot is screwed into the trunk, a bucket is hung

and liquid drips.

The sap is boiled down until it becomes syrup. It takes 10 gallons of sap to make one quart of maple syrup. Maple syrup is precious stuff. It’s always been expensive, which is why maple was one of the first synthetic flavors developed by food scientists. Most people have never tasted the real thing.

On Sunday I went to a special maple sugaring. There are fields behind Henry David Thoreau’s birthplace.

They’re farmed by Gaining Ground.

Generous donors built a sugaring house.

You need a building devoted to this seasonal task and its behemoth evaporator.

The fire has to be constantly stoked. The syrup tested. Farmers have been known to stay up all night keeping the fire going. Maple sugaring has long been a reason for a community gathering. There was maple cotton candy at this one.

The maple syrup made at this party, though, did not go home with the celebrants.

It will be tucked into bags of groceries at area food pantries.

The goats’ paddock is mucky and slushy and hemmed in by piles of snow. They have nowhere to go and nothing to browse. Life is boring. I knew something that would help keep them busy. I went out to the woods behind their summer pasture where there are white pine saplings.

I’m planning on extending their fence out there this spring, so this is a good time to use up the only green forage in sight.

The goats are bored, but obviously not underfed!

While the boys were enjoying their pine needles, I visited the girls. Agatha came right up and got her face into the camera. Of course.

I spent only five minutes in with the hens. When I came back to the goats’ stall, they wanted to know what I was going to bring them next.

They’d already finished their pine trees.

The boys showed off a bit.

And then Caper let me know exactly what he thought about this winter.

This winter I’ve fielded a number of queries about frostbite on hens’ combs. A mild case of frostbite will cause darkening on the tips of the comb. Severe frostbite will cause swelling and pain. The affected parts of the comb might die and fall off. The other chickens will peck at the damage and that can cause terrible bloodshed. Roosters lose their fertility, and hens with frostbite stop laying. Frozen combs are serious, but not too common. It happens more often with roosters with particularly large combs because the boys don’t tuck their heads in when they sleep at night. But, I wasn’t being asked about roosters. I was hearing about bad cases of frostbite in winter hardy hens that have modest-sized combs. That simply shouldn’t happen.

Over the years I’ve kept a range of hens with combs of various sizes. Temperatures here can stay well below freezing for weeks. As you’ve seen this winter, we’ve had snow, freezing rain, sleet and even a blizzard. I don’t use heat. My hens, and their combs, are fine. So, why were other people having problems with their flocks? The culprit is the housing. I have been railing against small, poorly ventilated coops for years. Unfortunately, these are the ones that are advertised to the beginner poultry keeper. They are too small. They have terrible ventilation and become damp and cold. They have little headroom so that the chickens are roosting low to the ground, right over their manure. Manure is 75% moisture. Your hens will be breathing that moisture in. It will coat their combs and turn them icy cold. Also, hens breathe out moisture. I’ve read that 25 hens give off one gallon of moisture every 24 hours. A small coop can get damp quickly. Those small coops will make your hens ill.

One reader with a flock of sex-links kept her birds in this coop. There are no windows and poor ventilation.

An added factor was that she bedded with straw, which holds in moisture. Pine shaving dries out manure; straw goes moldy. Fortunately for her hens, she recognized the problem before it got severe. She has since moved her flock to a large shed and their health has improved.

One of the issues that I have with these small, dog house-like coops, is that you can’t walk in them. I go into my coops several times a day. I can tell what the temperature is, if it feels damp, if it smells rank or moldy. A glance inside one of these prefab coops won’t give you that essential information. If you have one of these small coops, put your head and as much of your torso in there as you can. Take a sniff. Feel the air. Would you be comfortable breathing in there all night? If not, the housing needs adjusting. There are plenty of good small coops out there. I have a Pinterest board with annotated photos of coops that I like. Do plan on at least 4 square feet per hen.

You can also select hens that have been bred for wintery conditions. Hens with lots of feathers and small combs will stay active and healthy throughout the cold weather –

From the Biggle Poultry Book 1913

– that is, as long as they  have a dry, well-ventilated, sunny and spacious coop.

The girls are laying and I have eggs to bake with! Although eggs are an optimistic sign of springtime, the weather has been miserable. Today a hard and intermittently freezing rain is coming down sideways. The ground is still frozen, so the water stays on the surface and pools on the paths. There’s ice, water, slush and snow. This weather makes me want warm comfort food, and so I’ve made Baked Rice Pudding. Rice Pudding, cooked on the stovetop, takes some doing and watching. I love it’s creamy, satisfying goodness. But, I’ve got deadlines and errands, and so I opted for a version made in the oven. It requires no fuss and no hovering over. It’s a bit denser than the pudding made in a pot, but it is just as lovely and warming.

This recipe calls for cooked rice. Make a double batch of plain white rice for dinner tonight, and then use the extra for the pudding tomorrow.

Baked Rice Pudding

2 1/2 cups cooked white rice
3 eggs
2 cups milk
1/3 cup sugar
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon vanilla
1 teaspoon freshly grated lemon zest

1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Coat a 3 quart baking dish with nonstick spray.
2. Separate the grains of rice with your fingers. This is a sticky job!
3. In a medium-sized bowl, whisk the eggs, and then whisk in the milk and sugar until the sugar dissolves.
4. Whisk in the cinnamon, vanilla and zest. When I cook with citrus peel, I make a point to purchase organic fruit. I use a microplane grater to get fine zest.
5. Stir the rice into the egg mixture and break up any remaining clumps. Pour this into the casserole dish.
6. Bake for 40 minutes, or until just set and golden on the surface.

Makes 6 generous portions (Leftovers can be warmed in the microwave. I like to eat a bowlful with yogurt for breakfast.)