Bawk Bawks
Please welcome Rosemary, Helen and Gladys. These ladies were born on July 5, 2016 - Sarah's 31st birthday, which I guess makes today's purchase 'meant to be.' We started considering raising chickens once we moved to the foothills. Since then, we've been waiting for the right time, season, and an extended period at home to watch them grow. Someone else has shown an interest too...
Bawk bawks. That's how little john identifies chickens. Over the past few months, he has become fascinated. Frequently Sarah will take him to Columbia where a coop full of Americanas call home - he loves these trips...BAWK BAWK, Bawk Bawk! We have had an empty chicken coop for two months, and he will eagerly approach it and look at me, asking Egg? Egg? Bawk bawk? Today we obtained three Americana pullets; they are adjusting to their new accommodations with a curious toddler and even curiouser dog, Abbey, right along side.
From a viticultural perspective, chickens have been used for biodynamic purposes. As chickens roam the vine rows, they feed on pests, produce beneficial waste, and scratch through the topsoil to enrich its content. Three chickens will not make a dent across 800 vines, but our small start allows us to learn about their needs and lifecycle in case we decide to add more later.
J&SK