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This picture was screaming and death threats and many multiple attempts to get away. All on the hen's part and she's one of the more reasonable large fowl.

 
Mom went on and on last night over how cool that chair looked for a prop when she saw that picture. It's so rickety I don't even dare ask the smaller dog to get on it. There are multiple screws and nails at each joint. I guess I should take it apart and fix the joints if I'm going to keep it. It would never hold a person, but it does look good for posing. Very rustic.


If the sun hadn't dipped down, I'd have tried again for a clearer shot last night. I'll try it again tonight. With the correct cockerel this time. The darker one looks better. The silkies will stay mostly put where I set them. The large fowl girls will not.

I talked to hubby about making little costumes and dressing up chickens to make a comic last night. The look he gave me...

I still need to try and get Ashes to wear the santa hat on his head for a picture. He's the most calm and would have none of it.
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Hi.. i am looking for Black O's pullets and rooster.

a little birdy told e that someone in Gig Harbor had/has some for sale. and that the fb page is "Stony Earth Farm". i could not find the fb page.

if anyone can help me find this i would appreciate your help.

Was it me ?
The big fat birdy ? LOL !
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Lyn Adams..............aka @Cowgirlgrace
  here on BYC, she visit here once in a while if she has time...she is harvesting too, so may be too busy.
Last I saw, she only had lavender & was starting on red cuckoo O's....but I can shoot her an e-mail to come look for you !


This is her FB farm page:

https://www.facebook.com/Stoney-Earth-Farm-251861991521651/

Her page:

https://www.facebook.com/lyn.apodaca?fref=pb&hc_location=friends_tab&pnref=friends.all

thank you, i tried both sites you gave me, but my computer kept saying "sorry, this page is not available" & "this site cant be reached"
i sent her a pm, so hopefully she will answer me that way? if you send her an email message that would be great.
thanks for your help.
 
Found my camera tripod. Yay! Makes life a bit easier. Now have the camera mounted up and ready. Flash and diffuser is on. Full battery and empty memory card.

The more pictures I take, the better they have been getting. And I've been reading my camera book.

Next new back drop will be a gingham covered table and some old wooden juice crates I have. I figure stuff some straw in them with some bail mason jars to make it look like storage. Make a little nest in the straw for some eggs and convince a hen to stand on the edge of a box.

Probably Nutmeg will get to do that one. She's the lightest colored silkie I have. I really need to get me a white pullet.
 
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Found my camera tripod. Yay! Makes life a bit easier. Now have the camera mounted up and ready. Flash and diffuser is on. Full battery and empty memory card.

The more pictures I take, the better they have been getting. And I've been reading my camera book.

Next new back drop will be a gingham covered table and some old wooden juice crates I have. I figure stuff some straw in them with some bail mason jars to make it look like storage. Make a little nest in the straw for some eggs and convince a hen to stand on the edge of a box.

Probably Nutmeg will get to do that one. She's the lightest colored silkie I have. I really need to get me a white pullet.
wow nice photos again my little peeps from the incubator are no
longer in 1/2 a dog crate they now learned the can get out of it but
the first step was pretty scary as they are on a table...
before too long they will join the other peeps in my new bachelor pad/
broody pen
 
Here's a good one for your reading pleasure!!! A bit long but well worth the read!!!
A man is driving down the road and his car breaks down near a monastery. He goes to the monastery, knocks on the door, and says, "My car broke down. Do you think I could stay the night?" The monks graciously accept him, feed him dinner, even fix his car. As the man tries to fall asleep, he hears a strange sound. A sound unlike anything he's ever heard before. The Sirens that nearly seduced Odysseus into crashing his ship comes to his mind. He doesn't sleep that night. He tosses and turns trying to figure out what could possibly be making such a seductive sound. The next morning, he asks the monks what the sound was, but they say, "We can't tell you. You're not a monk." Distraught, the man is forced to leave. Years later, after never being able to forget that sound, the man goes back to the monastery and pleads for the answer again. The monks reply, "We can't tell you. You're not a monk." The man says, "If the only way I can find out what is making that beautiful sound is to become a monk, then please, make me a monk." The monks reply, "You must travel the earth and tell us how many blades of grass there are and the exact number of grains of sand. When you find these answers, you will have become a monk." The man sets about his task. After years of searching he returns as a gray- haired old man and knocks on the door of the monastery. A monk answers. He is taken before a gathering of all the monks. "In my quest to find what makes that beautiful sound, I traveled the earth and have found what you asked for: By design, the world is in a state of perpetual change. Only God knows what you ask. All a man can know is himself, and only then if he is honest and reflective and willing to strip away self deception." The monks reply, "Congratulations. You have become a monk. We shall now show you the way to the mystery of the sacred sound." The monks lead the man to a wooden door, where the head monk says, "The sound is beyond that door." The monks give him the key, and he opens the door. Behind the wooden door is another door made of stone. The man is given the key to the stone door and he opens it, only to find a door made of ruby. And so it went that he needed keys to doors of emerald, pearl and diamond. Finally, they come to a door made of solid gold. The sound has become very clear and definite. The monks say, "This is the last key to the last door." The man is apprehensive to no end. His life's wish is behind that door! With trembling hands, he unlocks the door, turns the knob, and slowly pushes the door open. Falling to his knees, he is utterly amazed to discover the source of that haunting and seductive sound...... ... ... ... ... ... ... ... But, of course, I can't tell you what it is because you're not a monk.
 

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