The first time cheese entered my chicken yard, it was not planned. It was one of those quiet evenings when you are cleaning the kitchen, … Read More ›
Category: Chicken rearing
Every fall, it happens like clockwork. The air shifts, mornings feel cooler, and suddenly garden centers are stacked high with pots of mums in every … Read More ›
The first time I peeled a banana near my chicken run, I felt those familiar eyes on me. You know the look. Heads tilted, feet … Read More ›
The first time I tossed a handful of grapes over the fence to my chickens, I hesitated. Not because the grapes were expensive or because … Read More ›
The first time my chickens got into my tomato patch, I thought it was the end of the world. I walked out early one morning, … Read More ›
The first time I ever tossed a few crusts of bread into my chicken yard, it felt harmless. Almost sweet, really. I had leftovers from … Read More ›