Crazy chicken people, speak up.
Why do you keep chickens?
Do people roll their eyes when you show pictures of your chickens or suddenly have something important to do when you talk about chickens?
Did you ever have someone say "it's just a chicken" when you tell them about a loss?
Apparently, you have been talking to the wrong people.
This is where we want to hear about your good times, bad times, problems and joys.
Let me start with my story.
I was a country girl soul living in the city. When finally I retired to acreage in SW FL, I felt I was coming home.
When I decided i was going to keep chickens, it was an exciting adventure.
I read about them, looked at pictures, talked to people. I lurked on the forums and studied every hatchery catalog i got in the mail.
I started with a dozen mixed breed chicks from a neighbor. It turned into an obsession from that minute.
After eight years of trial and error, mostly error, I now look at chickens in a different light.
My original purpose was to have farm fresh eggs. I still thank my hens for their gifts, but mainly i raise them because they are beautiful. I guess you would call it eye candy.
Every chicken is unique. All have individual personalities. Their feather patterns are varied and complex and the colors are incredible.
So while the average person sees a chicken, I see an astounding creation of color and form. I see living works of art created by God.
I have always been fascinated with genetics. Each new chick from my diverse mixed
flock is a pleasant surprise. Some are crested, some have beards and muffs, some have feathered shanks. Some are solid, others have intricate feather markings. All are lovely.
So, if that makes me a crazy chicken lady, so be it.
Why do you keep chickens?
Do people roll their eyes when you show pictures of your chickens or suddenly have something important to do when you talk about chickens?
Did you ever have someone say "it's just a chicken" when you tell them about a loss?
Apparently, you have been talking to the wrong people.
This is where we want to hear about your good times, bad times, problems and joys.
Let me start with my story.
I was a country girl soul living in the city. When finally I retired to acreage in SW FL, I felt I was coming home.
When I decided i was going to keep chickens, it was an exciting adventure.
I read about them, looked at pictures, talked to people. I lurked on the forums and studied every hatchery catalog i got in the mail.
I started with a dozen mixed breed chicks from a neighbor. It turned into an obsession from that minute.
After eight years of trial and error, mostly error, I now look at chickens in a different light.
My original purpose was to have farm fresh eggs. I still thank my hens for their gifts, but mainly i raise them because they are beautiful. I guess you would call it eye candy.
Every chicken is unique. All have individual personalities. Their feather patterns are varied and complex and the colors are incredible.
So while the average person sees a chicken, I see an astounding creation of color and form. I see living works of art created by God.
I have always been fascinated with genetics. Each new chick from my diverse mixed
flock is a pleasant surprise. Some are crested, some have beards and muffs, some have feathered shanks. Some are solid, others have intricate feather markings. All are lovely.
So, if that makes me a crazy chicken lady, so be it.