We got four new hens yesterday. One is a Rhode Island Red, one is some kind of bantam Barred Rock, another is some other blackish bantam, and the other is a beautiful little hen the kids have named Gold Neck. Can you guess what she looks like? We are happy to have them, though it is under sad circumstances. Our neighbors down the road are actually a farm and garden business that has been there for many many years. They’ve owned it for seventeen years and it was there many years before that. It’s a good old fashioned Agway place. The sort of place that really can’t compete against Lowe’s and Tractor Supply and so they are having to sell the business and property. They keep lots of chickens and I said we’d take a few of them. I hope they can live a long and happy life (for a chicken) with us. So far they are pretty frightened and skittish, but they are staying in the coop and surely they are enjoying the sunshine and scratching around in the dirt and the stale corn chips I threw out there. The old hens are not happy about the newcomers and you should have heard them bok bok bokking amongst themselves yesterday like, well, like a bunch of old hens talking about the new girls. The new girls laid eggs in the nesting boxes today, which was very satisfying. Our egg production has gone down so much that I really want us to get even more. With the exception of the Rhode Island Red the new hens lay small white eggs that are quite pretty.
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