At a craft fair last fall, I struck up a conversation with a young woman—one or the other of us mentioned chickens—and you probably can guess what happened next—we talked until the people around us were beginning to tap their feet and give that “oh, no, she’s talking about chickens again” look to one another. So, we swapped names (hers is Cynthia) and contact information (more about that later), and in the late winter when her chickens weren’t laying yet and mine were, she came to my house for some fresh, organic eggs, and we talked again. We didn’t just talk about chickens, although they were certainly part of the conversation. We talked environment and small-scale farming, gardening and knowing what’s on your plate, sustainable living, recycling, and organic feed.
|Cynthia’s day old Barred Rock chick|
|Seven weeks old–and ready to garden!|
|Free ranging hens—gardening?????|
|Free ranging hens–waiting for lunch?|