Shadrach's Ex Battery and Rescued chickens thread.

Very roughly, it means that for an ecologist, the knowledge that we acquire flays us (whips us, tearing our skins, producing wounds). Most people (laymen) don’t know how bad things are. The ecologist has only two options:

(1) they must either assume the role of pure scientist, writing up and reporting their findings, and deny any responsibility for acting upon the consequences of their findings (“just doing my job”, in other words), or

(2) they must assume the role of a physician: a scientist who sees what is coming in terms of environmental disaster, as if it were an approaching plague, AND is compelled to warn the community, despite the community absolutely not wanting to hear the bad news.

(This might make poor Google Translate even more confused, lol.)

Aldo Leopold was perhaps the most important 20th century US figure in the environmental field. His book, A Sand County Almanac, is a collection of his experiences and reflections on changes in the natural world resulting from human actions, centered on the US Upper Midwest in the 1930’s.

Apparently it has been translated into Dutch, but is more widely available in the Netherlands in English. <- this is per Google AI, so I wouldn’t give a nickel for its accuracy.

But it’s a lovely book, and you might want to hunt it down and read it. It’s a collection of very short essays, perfect for reading in the early evenings of winter. 📖
Agreed, it is a really good read, must dig my copy out & reread it, thanks for reminding me
 
Yeah, that's an unfortunate side effect of our psychology. One can't feel empathy for every single thing. With enough persuasion, anything can become an "other" that's undeserving of empathy, which is how some of humans' greatest atrocities to one another and to other species have been perpetrated. But even these events are only made possible by convincing people that the oppression of the "other" will benefit the people they care about, i.e. those they do feel empathy for
The evidence before me says otherwise. The least empathetic person I can think of has persuaded very large number of people to let him lead them in an explicitly us and them campaign.
 
Unfortunately I have to guess what the writer means. I don’t understand this text with metaphors properly, and because its a picture I can’t let google translate it for me.
Google Lens can translate text from pictures.

I see lots of dog owners getting tugged along by their owners, completely out of control, lunging at other dogs, ignoring the commands of their owners, do you think we should kill those?
Yes.

Oh wait, you mean the dogs? :p
 
Three hours today. Almost warmish for a couple of hours at 16C.
I'm aiming to spend at least four hours at the field tomorrow provided the rain forecast is correct. I need to see some stuff.

Found this at the bottom of the field.:mad:
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It's odd how sometimes looking at a picture of an event that one was present at provides clearer information than ones memory.
In my last diary post there's a picture of Sylph under the coop. Lots of rocks have surfaced under there, which I knew, but hadn't done anything about. I took the back of the stand and raked it out this afternoon. It needs doing again with a finer rake, but it's an improvement.
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Glais is filling out and it's happening quite quickly. I wish I had weighed him on his arrival now.
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Back to Glais in the middle. It's not cold. A few minutes later it looked like how they were settled for the night.
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He is a looker!
@Shadrach - why are you taking the rocks? My Princesses (plus now a little Prince) are always digging rocks up to the surface and I have just let them sit there. Are you worried about their feet maybe? Just wondering if I should be deploying a rake too.
 
Three hours today. Almost warmish for a couple of hours at 16C.
I'm aiming to spend at least four hours at the field tomorrow provided the rain forecast is correct. I need to see some stuff.

Found this at the bottom of the field.:mad:
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It's odd how sometimes looking at a picture of an event that one was present at provides clearer information than ones memory.
In my last diary post there's a picture of Sylph under the coop. Lots of rocks have surfaced under there, which I knew, but hadn't done anything about. I took the back of the stand and raked it out this afternoon. It needs doing again with a finer rake, but it's an improvement.
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Glais is filling out and it's happening quite quickly. I wish I had weighed him on his arrival now.
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Back to Glais in the middle. It's not cold. A few minutes later it looked like how they were settled for the night.
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Wait--was there an event where fireworks should be set off, or is this unusual? How far was the firework box from the chickens, and was it just the box, or was there evidence it was fired off?

Is this why they were hesitant to forage recently??

Out here, people set off fireworks to scare off dogs and bears. So my mind automatically went to, "Glais' crowing woke someone up early, so they set off a firework to hush him up."

Which makes no sense because the firework would be louder than the crow.

Also, is Glais very crowy compared to Henry? And do people in the city see fireworks as tools the way that rural, no-noise-ordinance-having folks do?

Hopefully, if it was fired off there, it was just because it's a big green area that looked like a good place to watch a firework and had nothing to do with the chickens.

If it's on your mind, you might ask people who live there if they've heard fireworks recently.
 
Wait--was there an event where fireworks should be set off, or is this unusual?
It was probably to do with Guy Fawkes night, although these days there seems to be more of a fireworks season that starts at Halloween (or Diwali, in some places, in years that comes first) and pretty much carries on until Hogmanay / New Year.
 
Anyway, what I came here to say was:

I've just watched my ridiculous broody get too carried away tucking eggs under her, and do a genuine head-over-heels summersault in the nest :lau:gig:lau:gig:lau:gigLanded on her shoulders, bum in the air, legs akimbo, feet scrabbling uselessly for a second until she righted herself :lol:
 
RIP Uppsala. She was absolutely fine this morning - as it happens I got a photo of her dustbathing while I was stalking the cockerels to get photos of them for the current compo - and she just now had a seizure at tea, and died within a minute in my arms. 3 years 4 months old. :hit
Uppsala 6 Nov 25, last photo.JPG

Edited to add some more photos of her: she was 2nd in the large fowl non-APA competition just 2 months ago
https://www.backyardchickens.com/th...ow—2025-byc-summer-fair.1670297/post-28797991
 
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RIP Uppsala. She was absolutely fine this morning - as it happens I got a photo of her dustbathing while I was stalking the cockerels to get photos of them for the current compo - and she just now had a seizure at tea, and died within a minute in my arms. 3 years 4 months old. :hit
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Sorry for your loss 😞
At least it was quick 😕
 

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