Miss Patchouli

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Miss Patchouli, house hen!

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My ever constant companion!

It was love at first sight. She was no more than dry, when she took wobble steps. This tiny little Americauna chick, boldly deciding that I was hers! Fluffy cheeks, tiny wings, cute patterns of buff and black, bright eyes, my little darling! She became my pocket chick, wherever I went, so did she.

She wasn’t a chicken as far as she was concerned, but a little feathered person. She would peep her head off, with a voice incredibly loud for something so small, demanding to be picked up, not left with her hatchmates!

She would happily trill and purr, content, in my hand, in my pocket, sitting on my shoulder, nibbling on my ear! One night I dozed off, on the couch, only to awake to her grumpy chitter, as she snuggled under my chin! She had managed to get out of the brooder box, in the kitchen, make her way into the living room, climb up the blanket, and chew me out for leaving her with others. She wouldn’t take no, for an answer. So she got a little basket, all her own, and there she slept, next to me on the couch, or on the bed, content! 

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The Turkey Coop.

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The leaning house of turkey!

Or  why I should not build anything!

I”m the first to admit I’m not  a professional builder! But, since, I am in this on my own, when something needs doing, its all up to me, or it won’t get done.

I have two huge slash piles, left over from when the property was logged off, in ’04. There is alot of good lumber in them, so I’ve been recycling the wood for various projects and fire wood, rather than put  it all up in smoke!

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It isn’t perfect, but it works!

So, I drew up plans, on a paper bag, paced off the area and the poles, and started cutting. Nope, didn’t use a tape measure once, just a 2 x4, notched for refernce. Slowly, with lots of bad words, a couple  of collapses , I succeeded in getting the frame up! Then came the roof. with the tractor holding it in place, I got the poles in place, and then the plywood.

Wow, I actually did it, yay!

I no more than finished putting the wire up, than the turkeys,who had been supervising the whole process, marched over, argued with the tractor,  for a few minutes, walked around the coop, pecked at a few spots,  commented on my lack of building skills, and moved right in! The finished coop, is 16 x 8.5, with an additional 12 x 16  covered (tarp) run. 

I have a new idea for a turkey coop, A frame….

Little Feathers’ Freinds

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Jackie Rabbit, and My Aussie, Piper

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Fbert Bird and Frost!

Freinds are family one finds along the way, they know all about you and still like you”!

I read that somewhere, thought it fit here, my freinds, (human), scratch their heads,” Birds”, poultry” any money in that?”  “Yah,” I say, “and right now it all comes out of my pocket”!  

Who knows, maybe it will pay, but, for now, all I care about is being able to keep on track, building, increasing my flocks, and enjoying my birds!

I have some very dear freinds, feathered, four legged, and human! 

The feathered friends don’t care what I look like, just as long as I cuddle them, and bring treats!

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Fbert Bird and Willow, a face only a featherhead could love!


Featherheads, are people who are very into poultry, and other birds! A featherhead, has a copy of some field guide for  wild birds, and several books on poultry,  game birds, ornamental birds, and various other  birds. A featherhead, may have one or several birds. A featherhead,  would rather live in a cardboard box, sleep on a bed of nails, send the partner down the road, than give up their birds! A featherhead, buys acres of ground, just to have little  feathers, all colors, shapes, sizes, and breeds! Featherheads,  are little people, covered in feathers…

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Morning Song!

Americaunas, bearded, puffy cheeks, pea comb, busy little feathered freinds, following footsteps, chasing bugs, special buddies, Rooster, very alert, protective, of his flock…

Buff Orpingtons,  golden girls, little dowagers, dainty movements, gentle curiousity, lap friend, cuddle buddy, patient mothers, lovely brown eggs, Golden Rooster, little prince, strutting for his ladies in waiting…

Barred Rocks, grey and black striped pajamas, busy being bossy, pecky, demanding, all bow to the Barred Biddy, Rooster, top bird  in the pecking order, and so are his hens…

Cuckoo Marrans, dignity, graceful, sweet aloofness, stand their ground, pacifists, first layers, indepent, yet freindly, right there for the goodies…

Lakenvelders, little white clouds, darting about, excellent mothers, independent, great medium to large white eggs…

Rhode Island Reds, sweet natured, dog chaser, indepent, cuddle buddy, bueatiful brown eggs…

Bronze Turkeys, precious poults, gentle giants, awkward, loyal, curious, bueatiful sweet soft eyes, comment on everything, need to be near…

These birds are my flocksters, my little feathered freinds! My joy and sometimes sorrow! My obsession, my passion! My future!…

Where it All Began!

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Piper, babysitting the chicks!

Every adventure has its beginning! Mine started 4 years ago, with the purchase of ten acres, and the decision to raise heritage poultry, to have a hatchery, and produce the best free-range eggs!

I had raised poultry before, but this time would be different! I had always been so busy raising my son and working, that I had little time to spare getting close to my birds. Feed them, make sure they were ok, collect eggs, butcher, was about all the time I had!

I began with Americauna chicks, cute, little fuzzy faced, balls of fluff, bouncing with personality, in a clear plastic tub. More tubs, more chicks! I called them my test flocks. Americauna, Buff Orpington, Barred Rocks, Cuckoo Marrans, Sicilian Buttercups, Lakenvelders, Golden Campines, and Red Caps, were my first birds.

My ten acres was raw ground, nothing but a well, and a nice mix of trees and open ground. The first building, was a 12 x 40 shell, laughingly called the cabin, the next building was the chicken coop, run, and pen.

I started them at my old log cabin, a hundred miles from the property, in the kitchen. Soon the kitchen was crowded with tubs, full of peeping, active chicks, growing fast, and out growing the tubs! So I got some children’s playpens. More room for the chicks, less room for me! But I didn’t care, I was totally enthralled with them. I spent all my free time with them. They grew so fast, soon, they were outside, in the chicken wire run I made for them.

Three years ago, when I moved onto the property, I lived in a fifth wheel trailer, while I worked on the cabin. There was even less room in the trailer, than the cabin, but once I had the coop, run, and pen, built, I moved them outside. Soon, I had young birds running every where. They hung out by the trailer, just waiting for treats. They followed  me everywhere, and when I went to town, they stayed in the coop pen. They quickly learned that they could fly out of the pen, much to my sorrow!

For a while every thing was great, I added geese and ducks to my flocks, but decided to put them in the freezer, I didn’t care for the breeds I had, and decided to try them again, at another time.

Last year, I got four turkey poults, Bronze. They were the sweetest birds, they grew quickly. At first, I thought I had all toms, much to my surprise, I ended up with, a tom, and three hens! I had planned on  raising turkeys, as well as chickens, ornamental pheasants, peafowl, ducks and geese.

So this spring, I ordered 20 more turkey poults; Royal Palms, Narragansett, Sweetgrass, and Pencilled Palms, and chicks; Blue Laced Red Wyandottes,  and Silver Laced Wyandottes, plus Silver Seabright and Mille Fluer bantys.

The flocks are expanding!