My Christmas Present

This morning there was a light brown egg in the nesting box in the Big Barn.

egg

 

Amber, the Buff Orpington, began her molt late in the summer. It took her weeks to shed her old feathers and grow new ones, and then a few more weeks to replenish her nutrients. Although the optimal light for laying is a 14-hour day, we’ve just passed the darkest stretch of the year, the coop has big windows, the hens are outside early each morning, and so there is enough sun to reach their pineal glands, which tell the hens to lay. It’s also been a remarkably mild winter (so far.)

Buff Orpington

 

That all adds up to this.

egg basket

 

Twiggy, that astounding hen, has yet to stop laying. This is my first White Leghorn, so I’ve no idea when she’ll stop and molt. Twiggy is on track to lay 300+ eggs this year. Which only gives her two months of down time. When will they be? In February when the other hens resume laying? We’ll have to wait and see.

Twiggy

In the meanwhile, thank you, Amber, for that lovely Christmas present.

G is for Game Bird

For as long as humans have kept poultry there has been cock fighting. It’s a horrible bloody “sport” and is banned in many states. But, out of that history comes this interesting and unique breed. I hear that they are full of personality and fun to watch. It’s important to keep them around so that genetic diversity in domestic chickens is maintained.

For those of you that, as children, dreamed of keeping a pet dinosaur, this is the breed for you.

g is for game

 

 

You might even get an egg or two.

G poem

F is for Faverolle

This is a glorious-looking bird. The ear muffs and beard! Those feathered feet! Those fluffy pantaloons!

F for faverolle

 

So charming, but I don’t keep this breed. I stay away from feather-footed beauties. They’re higher maintenance than I like to have around. Ice and muck cling to those leg and foot feathers. Rather than providing warmth, they’re a detriment in New England where we say that we have five seasons – spring, summer, fall, winter, and mud.

Besides, they’re not known for their eggs.

f poem

 

Do you keep Faverolles? Are they worth the trouble? Let me know – your comment doesn’t have to be in a poem, but extra points if it is :)

D is for Dorking

Today is brought to you by the letter D.

D

Dorking poem

I don’t have any Dorkings, but I do have a Delaware.

D is for Delaware
So placid and calm
Big light brown eggs she lays
that fit in my palm

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