The Front Porch Swing

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LOL.... Actually the previous flock I bought from a local guy. Most were really good fliers in a pinch. I guess Landrace is the term.... Allowed to free roam and breed at will and the survivors were the ones that got to contribute to the gene pool. The owner was a hatchaholic too. So when he advertised chickens for two bucks a piece I went to go get me a flock.

So I go over there drive my car up a back road and here is the remains of an ancient egg farm.... Only one coop/barn was still standing and the only reason it hadn't fallen down was it didn't know which way to fall. He came out with a net and a big grin and a net. When he realized i didn't have a cage.... he laughed and brought out a section of old layer cage.... about four feet long.

I pointed and he caught.... it was great. He picked me out a couple of roos too very nice pretty ones. While he was corraling Chickens there was one hen just standing there kind of Bemused.... no tail feathers. He walked by her and asked me if I wanted this roo too? Ignorant as I was I said.... "Thats a ROO?" "Yep"... I said sure.

I came home with ten hens and three roos. Waylin, Willie, and Bubba. Waylin had a beautiful masterful crow he was the boss.... Willie had a crooked crow Started with his head up and delivered it down to the side.... Bubba just stood and watched.... those three roosters were a daily form of entertainment. Each did their jobs of keeping watch over the girls. I had at least four broodies in that bunch and quite a few of them layed blue eggs.

One day I was down with Asthma induced by Bronchitis.... So I was laying on the mattress on the floor I didnt have a bed frame then. Using my nebulizer between Naps. The slider to my room was open and every once and a while I could hear a hen Awwwk....? Awwwwk....? I look up and there is Henny Penny scopin out of my room..... had just stepped inside the room. I whispered shoo and tossed a wad of paper at her.... off she skittered. Awwk.... Awwk... litlte black hen gave me the stink eye form outside of the door then scurried off. She was cute a good broodie and about big enough to set on five or six eggs.

I was awakened from my next nap with a BLOOD curdling scream..... I heard the flapping from the side yard and Here comes Willie being chased by Waylin.... OMG... Here comes Bubba.... walking along behind. He had the demeanor of someone watching a movie... a vaguely interesting one. Laughter and Asthma.... NOT a good combination.....

Now out here in the California desert we have quail that have those top knot feathers... cute little buggers.... Fat too because of all the chicken feed they helped themselves to. They would sit along the dog kennel panels and fuss at me when it was feeding time. But they have such a beautiful song... Kind of like resonating bells....

So I hear Waylin doooodle dooo his masterful crow from one side of the yard..... Then I hear Willie with his high low Doodle dooo from the other side of the yard. Off in the corner I hear a lilting musical crow but really it sounded like someone had taught a Quail how to crow. That got me out of bed.

I tiptoed to the door I didnt want to scare the quail away... And there was Bubba Facing the rocks.... standing there no tail feathers ( they never grew in)..... but where was the Quail... I looked further into the rocks Sometimes a male will get high up in the rocks to sing his song.... Just then Bubba Flapped his wings and Doodle dooed the loveliest crow I have ever heard. It was him.... That was the day I changed his name from Bubba to Elvis.



For what its worth.... My episodes of illness dissipated after I moved to that house. My old house was a sick house.... sigh.

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Sorry guys! Did not mean to bring drama to the porch.
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Quote: You do? Can you post pics? I LOVE Arabs!!!! I know with the current breeding system, harm has happened. However, they are sooooo pretty! Growing up I only had lessons on Arabs, they were smart, sweet and just wanted to hang around. Loved that about them.
 
Geez girls! I leave my steady rocking chair for a re- fill on ice tea and come back and I'm like 12 pages behind! Y'all need to slow down lol. It was 80* here today and lovely. Felt like being kissed by God! Good breeze blowing so it wasn't all hot and sticky. Got the garden spot all tilled up. Gotta get a little fence around it. My chickens will eat everything! They will also fly up to roost in trees and have lost several that flew over my dogs 8 ft pen and got eaten. Dang girls are always into something lol. Anyway the garden was started from seeds a wile back but just now got the tilling done so it can get planted outside. We've got sweet corn, sugar snap peas, sunflowers, zucchini, squash, tomatoes, watermelon, cantaloupe, pumpkin, and green beans all a growing :)
 
Oh yeah and since it was such a beautiful day, I spent it taking spring pics of all my kiddos. Nothing makes me smile more than pictures of my kids. Did I mention my oldest will be 16 in a couple months!??! At 33 yrs old, I am not old enough for this! She is ready for her license and I am not lol.
 
WOW..what a night! It's 10:00pm and we just came in from working out on the run. Really want to get it done before the snow flies this weekend! Ken had a funeral to go to this afternoon, so we couldn't get started until after 5. The cattle panel frame is up - ain't real purty but it's up - and the solid end panel is up. Tomorrow before it starts raining we hope to get the hardware cloth run up the sides, extended into an apron, and devise some way to get the chickens from the coop to the run. I'm thinking a short tunnel for them, but I also need a gate of some kind for me. Because of the way our yard is set up, there was simply no other way to put the cattle panels up except exactly the way we did them. We tried several different setups. Annoying, but we've managed to figure out fixes so far on this journey and I'm sure that this won't be any different. I didn't want to do them the way he did them, but it is what it is. I kinda wanted a nice wood frame, etc, but "Bob the Builder" is about done so I have to make do with metal fence posts with the panels attached! Then we have to stretch the rest of the wire over the top and get it attached. Oh, well. We'll make it work - that's what we've done for 46 years.


The chickies are soooo cute! Nice job, Mama Lindz! And a broody for Moxie - so many new and exciting things going on!

Welcome, Bantam. I see they did warn you about the bucket with the turtle under it...that's good!

Okay, I know I missed a ton of stuff, and I know I promised a story today. But this old lady is pooped tonight, so if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go get ready for bed!

Love to all, prayers for those who need and/or want them.
 
Oh yeah and since it was such a beautiful day, I spent it taking spring pics of all my kiddos. Nothing makes me smile more than pictures of my kids. Did I mention my oldest will be 16 in a couple months!??! At 33 yrs old, I am not old enough for this! She is ready for her license and I am not lol.
I had my one and only when I was 34. Hes going to be 25 in October.... He was older than me by the time he was ten.... LOL...
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LOL.... Actually the previous flock I bought from a local guy. Most were really good fliers in a pinch. I guess Landrace is the term.... Allowed to free roam and breed at will and the survivors were the ones that got to contribute to the gene pool. The owner was a hatchaholic too. So when he advertised chickens for two bucks a piece I went to go get me a flock.

So I go over there drive my car up a back road and here is the remains of an ancient egg farm.... Only one coop/barn was still standing and the only reason it hadn't fallen down was it didn't know which way to fall. He came out with a net and a big grin and a net. When he realized i didn't have a cage.... he laughed and brought out a section of old layer cage.... about four feet long.

I pointed and he caught.... it was great. He picked me out a couple of roos too very nice pretty ones. While he was corraling Chickens there was one hen just standing there kind of Bemused.... no tail feathers. He walked by her and asked me if I wanted this roo too? Ignorant as I was I said.... "Thats a ROO?" "Yep"... I said sure.

I came home with ten hens and three roos. Waylin, Willie, and Bubba. Waylin had a beautiful masterful crow he was the boss.... Willie had a crooked crow Started with his head up and delivered it down to the side.... Bubba just stood and watched.... those three roosters were a daily form of entertainment. Each did their jobs of keeping watch over the girls. I had at least four broodies in that bunch and quite a few of them layed blue eggs.

One day I was down with Asthma induced by Bronchitis.... So I was laying on the mattress on the floor I didnt have a bed frame then. Using my nebulizer between Naps. The slider to my room was open and every once and a while I could hear a hen Awwwk....? Awwwwk....? I look up and there is Henny Penny scopin out of my room..... had just stepped inside the room. I whispered shoo and tossed a wad of paper at her.... off she skittered. Awwk.... Awwk... litlte black hen gave me the stink eye form outside of the door then scurried off. She was cute a good broodie and about big enough to set on five or six eggs.

I was awakened from my next nap with a BLOOD curdling scream..... I heard the flapping from the side yard and Here comes Willie being chased by Waylin.... OMG... Here comes Bubba.... walking along behind. He had the demeanor of someone watching a movie... a vaguely interesting one. Laughter and Asthma.... NOT a good combination.....

Now out here in the California desert we have quail that have those top knot feathers... cute little buggers.... Fat too because of all the chicken feed they helped themselves to. They would sit along the dog kennel panels and fuss at me when it was feeding time. But they have such a beautiful song... Kind of like resonating bells....

So I hear Waylin doooodle dooo his masterful crow from one side of the yard..... Then I hear Willie with his high low Doodle dooo from the other side of the yard. Off in the corner I hear a lilting musical crow but really it sounded like someone had taught a Quail how to crow. That got me out of bed.

I tiptoed to the door I didnt want to scare the quail away... And there was Bubba Facing the rocks.... standing there no tail feathers ( they never grew in)..... but where was the Quail... I looked further into the rocks Sometimes a male will get high up in the rocks to sing his song.... Just then Bubba Flapped his wings and Doodle dooed the loveliest crow I have ever heard. It was him.... That was the day I changed his name from Bubba to Elvis.



For what its worth.... My episodes of illness dissipated after I moved to that house. My old house was a sick house.... sigh.

deb
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Oh my goodness! I can just see the whole thing! I was going to get ready for bed, then I see that a bunch more posts popped up while I was writing mine, so I thought I'd check! I am SOOOOO glad I did! What a wonderful story!!!
 

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