I have a collection of heads and torsos lying around the doormat. They serve as decorations, and are far more welcoming than simple words could ever be.
My chickens used to have a barn stall as a coop. It was roomy and easy to clean, but there was one downside: The chickens could fly out and have full access to the rest of the barn. They of course, took advantage of this. One chicken took it upon herself to find the strangest places to lay- aka...
Joy is a Speckled Sussex (of course). She turns 4 years old this year and is the reason I have a love for chickens. She is also the reason I still have chickens today. I lost 9 birds one night to a predator, and Joy was the one who warned me. She came to the porch and wouldn’t leave until I came...