Frankly I would be insulted by the comparison if I was a chicken.This is an excellent way to view them. Very good analogy.
It's a lot of work to keep your own thread going.I think it helps that we're a garrulous lot. It's hard to have a conversation with just yourself ~ though I have been known to try. Social media works really well for me. As a chronic introvert it enables me to engage with others more on my terms when & as I feel able to cope. I have my own thread to worry about too so if I'm short on people energy I'm quieter.
I do know what you mean though. I was struggling on BYC until I started my own thread & was able to make wider connections.
Time is my problem too. My other commitments draw my attention for many hours most days. But I still love keeping a thread, not only for the chicken-focussed friendships, but also because it's like a journal of what happened when.Yes & it requires time which can be in short supply @ times.
I was going to start my own thread but I’m happy to hang out on yours. (And MJ’s, and Ribh’s (And Kris’ when I eventually catch up!)).The Building of a Community
I can't locate a specific moment when it happened but sometime in the past 12 months this little thread of stories about my goofy hens became a large community. On 10/21/19 this thread had all of 174 pages. That is after having been started roughly 10 months before. In 12 months we added 1,911 pages.
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When I think about how apprehensive I was about starting my own thread I just don't know why. I had been on BYC for years but had not started a thread. Thinking back on it now it was the story of Nardole the Brave that brought me here. It lead me to follow Dona Worry and her thread Chickens of the Sunshine Motel. (It is also responsible for Mrs BY Bob's obsession with polish Chickens and brought us Phyllis) She inspired me to try this.
Look where we are now.
This has been one of the most rewarding things I have ever done. I treasure each and every one of you and live to hear the stories of your flocks. All the joy and tragedy we have shared together. I feel so blessed.
Not to mention that this led to Sydney being able to hatch this year! Such a gift.
I don't know why I am feeling so reflective this morning. Maybe it is the fog, leaves, or last remnents of summer bringing it on. I can't say.
to you all, each and every one of you.