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I have three Isa Browns, ten Araucanas, five Rhode Island Reds, seven Barred Rocks, and twelve unidentified white pullets that are probably at least part White Rock. I ought to get a variety of egg colors. I wish I had ordered some Leghorns, since white eggs would set the others off nicely. Since we are going to be selling some and giving some away, having an "Easter basket" variety of colors will be nice. I heard somewhere that there is a variety of hen that lays brown eggs that are so light that they look pink. I would like to find out where to get some of those.
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It reminds me of the picture I saw in some mag. This is your egg on ag biz. This is your egg on grass. Any questions?
If they hadn't eaten our cabbages, I would be a whole lot more happy with them. That part of the garden is now fenced in, but I didn't have enough fence to do the corn. When they discovered how tasty the developing ears are, their free-ranging days were over. They will be let back out once all the corn has been harvested. Next year, I'm going to put more thought into my fencing.
Considering the modern pace of life, that's a real blessing.
One of the black and white Araucana mix cockerals keeps flying over the six foot fence into the hen pen (which already has two roosters). It's the one with severely bent toes. He is getting really good at dodging when we try to corner him. He's as calm as can be when I finally catch him, though. If he's trying to stay out of the freezer by distinguishing himself from the rest of the crew, he's doing a good job of it.
My plan is to plant an orchard and keep the chickens there. They do a good job of picking up windfalls, and keep the bug population down. I'm going to have to figure out an easy way to let them into the garden for a while, then boot them out before they have time to discover the cabbages.
Anyhow, today, I picked up my son's hen Racetrack. She is the only one that you can just approach and pick up. I let her perch on my arm while I carried her to the garden. I found only one tomato bug, which was good for the garden, but bad for her. I let her peck around the garden while I went behind the tomato plants to look for ripe tomatoes and more bugs. When she couldn't see me, she started clucking nervously. After a little while, it turned into that buck buck buck ACK type alarm sound that you hear from upset chickens. As soon as I went the rest of the way around the tomatoes so that she could see me, she stopped. I never expected a chicken to think of me as a surrogate flock.
It makes sence that chickens do endearing things, though. It's an instinct developed during the domestication process. Our ancestors may have worked hard to breed the old jungle fowl for desirable traits, and may have even tried to 'cull ruthlessly', but it's only natural that someone is going to keep a bird that he or she just happens to like. Therefore, looks and behavior that endears the birds to their human masters are going to be selected for in the long run.
Ray