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Raise your own broilers, and avoid battery cage-raised, flavorless supermarket chicken. by Gwen Roland — Photographed by Preston Roland Though I have kept chickens for years, I never expected to eat any of the animals I raised. After they provided many delicious eggs, I would retire my layers to the barnyard. But Barbara Kingsolver’s book […]Read more »
by Suzanne Roark Processing day actually starts the day we bring home our day-old meat chicks from the feed store. Being Cornish Cross or Jumbo Cornish Cross means we only have a scant eight weeks to prepare. The very first thing we do after the little chicks are under the heat lamp and fed is […]Read more »
by Rebecca Nickols Earlier this spring, I added three new chicks to my flock, making a total of five chickens residing in my coop. The new pullets started laying in late summer and now (in the fall) I’m getting about five wonderful, delicious eggs a day! The new breeds that I added have made my […]Read more »
by Jennifer Burcke This Easter will be the very first at 1840 Farm to include eggs from our own hens. Somehow, coloring these eggs seems a little extra special and worthy of a celebration. This year, a grocery store egg dyeing kit just won’t do. Luckily, we’ve been making our own egg dye for a […]Read more »
by Rachel Hurd Anger Today, our hens are 19 weeks old, nearly old enough to begin laying. Waiting for the first egg is starting to resemble the end of pregnancy when all is go, and everyone calls daily to see if mama’s in labor. Essentially, we are waiting for an event that will […]Read more »
by Jennifer Burcke I’ve officially crossed over to crazy chicken lady status. How do I know? Easy. I found myself standing at the stove this morning chopping apples and cooking oatmeal for the seven chickens who live at 1840 Farm. What has become of me? It’s been dreadfully cold here in the past week. So […]Read more »
There’s not much else like watching my little chickens in the snow. Poor little things without any shoes, eating smashed grains—cereal, essentially. Yeah, they’ll eat anything, and their grains provide all they need, but they’re animals who eat living things; they’re omnivores just like the people who keep them … trapped under a cold, depressing […]Read more »
by Jennifer Sartell Let me start by saying, we don’t live in a farming community. Our neighbors don’t have chickens. Our neighbor’s neighbors don’t have chickens. You don’t often hear the sound of a rooster crowing miles away. There are no roosters. We’re the odd ones. So forgive me if I sound as though I’m […]Read more »