CanuckBock I think someone around here wants to believe too.
Yesterday I went out to find this place that had all the graffiti near where I live. I started off on the wrong foot at first but wound up with the shot below so I am not complaining too much.
Great photos...so like getting lost and getting a panoramic view like that...wrong foot, excellent reward! Spectacular and thanks for sharing such a wonderful view of your world...I'll get lost with you anytime! VBG
I hope we all believe good will perceiver over evil. In order to have peace, there has to be someone willing to stand guard to go to war...to keep healthy, someone has to be willing to doctor, make decisions, who lives and who should be put out of their misery to stop the cause of the death in its tracks. Sometimes I'd like to go back to being oblivious...yeh, I know, not a reality but you know...running thru the tulips without a care in the world. La la la...duhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think now we live vicariously thru the dependents...we get to feel the joy of them being happy and well because we know what it takes to make it so they can be silly silly--happy with living.
Look at these idiot boys from yesterday...some doing the dead chicken in the sun...others prancing about stirring up the leaf piles I have been raking up as the snow goes--not a care in the world because we humans created a spot that is a sanctuary for them to be silly in. I wish I could post the sounds...the coos and fluffs...absolute chicken music to ears. Thirsty ears! LOL
Gonna keep rolling over rocks. It is not urgent but it is for others I know. it is that sinking feeling, that knowing look we have when we hear the tip of the iceberg that none of us EVER wants to face. We go about having fun fun fun and because poultry is fun--out from the darkness creeps the nasty to end the fun and make it all serious again. I mean I don't sit up at night having nightmares but part of growing up and trying to care for our fun times. Best we are able is to be adult about it and face and learn about it.
Poultry teaches us alot...it is easy to have babies, but they grow up and if you have too many boys, they fight and you have to do something with them that you can live with doing. If you bring in birds from everywhere--whatever is out there, good and bad, will come home to roost too. My vet will answer me when I get weak and want to show birds again..."Do you want what everyone else has?" and that is enough to make me shut my lip and quit pouting that I can't run round the country side showing birds, visiting and allowing others to come calling here at the home place. It can suck being good but 365/4 days a year, if you keep the dependents safe and healthy; they will be there to be enjoyed which is the reward part for doing the right things.
I do have others that have my birds...yes, spread the birds around should something hit one of us...but here is a little reality check an oldtimer shared with me. Another of these Fowl Trust people...he would actually GIVE hatching eggs away at the end of the season. All people had to do was pay for the shipping and he would send them off most happy about it. A resource that he thought had value was being shared all over the country. He was running a successful cabinet shop in Ontario and he was making money so he really did not need to make a profit at the poultry. He only ever really wanted to cover the actual feed costs and ran the Fowl Trust as such. He brought in birds from Europe from other Fowl Trusts and he had quite the kewl number of breeds and kinds of poultry of very nice quality. He even had Oka White Chanteclers that he shared genetics with the Quebecers when they wanted to introduce some new blood to their nucleus of Oka Chants. If you go thru LInda Gryner's Chantecler book...most of the photos of White Chants can be linked back to his lines...even ones sent out to Holland came from him and his work at getting them out and about. Interesting birds like Orloffs and Marans...he has some fun birds to spread out for people that did not know how to import genetics or had the financial means to do something that grand a scale.
Well one year, big plans...him and the wife were going to take some long, long overdue holidays--a ROAD TRIP of a lifetime! So he was a good record keeper...he started to contact all these people along the route he was planning, to swing on by and have visit...see the birds he had sent off (some for free, some paid for...whatever...the actual stocks he was spreading out far and wide to SAVE this wonderful hobby he enjoyed here in North America). Well get this...not ONE...not one single person he had sent eggs or chicks or breeding birds to had any left--not a single specimen was alive for them to stop and visit. REALLY and truly and he was no small operation. He contacted them and heard back..."Oh the predators got them," "No, we never kept them over the next winter," "The kids grew up and went to college so we ate them," or "We dumped them at the auction last spring with no idea where they went" or whatever. It absolutely blew his mind. He was living in a fantasy world thinking by sending out birds for next to nothing, supporting the hobby as one should, that the birds would live onwards. He had invested so much in high hopes to have them dashed.
Murray that has the Brahmas made it summed up quite plain and simple..."When you die, they come and kill your birds." So often these old persons of the Fancy are like these little islands of the hobby. The relatives don't keep birds or livestocks themselves and the immediate family does not see what us poultry persons see and do not appreciate that "Dad kept some chickens"...value in the old lines, value in the ongoing safety of our food supplies.
We all love them fuzz butts...they do grow up so quickly and that is a good thing...don't stay cutester forever...kinda that gangly ugh bug stages but then they grow into their legs and begin to show promise of their future adult selves. Yes, get photos and hold them dear or you will just hafta have more....bwa ha ha...ENABLER..."Who moi? Never...catch me at it, eh?"
Never thought I would have to become this chemist...but you do what needs doing and you bring out the heavy artillery to whomp things real good.
I often wonder if keeping us confused and in the dark (can you say mushrooms) is not just a way to keep us down and disjointed...keep us fighting to find the truth and what really works and keep us from becoming too much of a contentious threat. Basic life and living needs...shelter and FOOD...control the food and well you control the masses, eh? I mean with chicken at $13.33 in the store and our birds tasting so much better and being so good for us...never mind the reality of real eggs (shadow version dozens for consumption at $6.25). Well we could be down right dangerous to those conglomerates poking tasteless textureless gobs of tofu-eggs/birds at the general public. Give the people ways to feed themselves with a superior product and watch the power shift!
BOO YAH! We truly are a very real force to contend with. All these ladies and gents with the birds in the backyard! LOL
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada
