It Started with Chickens

Many years ago, I was inspired by friends who already had chickens and began planning my own flock.

David, being an intellectual sort of guy, studied until he had found the right housing design.  The coop was perfect after we hitched one corner to the back of our minivan and pulled it square.  The gate built for their fenced-in yard was a masterpiece.

We moved the chickens into their Taj Mahal and quickly learned something:  chickens can fly!  Right over the top of their beautiful fence and gate and into the surrounding woods.  Being responsible folks, we began a nightly ritual–the chicken round up.  Our family, including 3 little girls and a dog, would fan out through the woods, chasing the birds back to their home.

We’ve learned a few other things since then.

Guess what?  Chickens come home at night on their own.  They don’t need to live in a palace.  In fact, they will live and lay their eggs pretty much wherever they choose.  You could say, they rule the roost.

Since then, I have learned far more important things such as how to keep poultry in excellent condition and how that translates into heathy, nutritious eggs.

This year, I will focus much of my attention on these feathered friends, the heroes of Love Led Farm.   Over the next few weeks, I’ll reintroduce you to the humble egg and to the girls who bring provide them.

Join me as we return to the basics of eggs.  Next week, we’ll start with chickens.

See you soon, on Love Led Farm.