A guest blogger by Chicken Wrangler Sara
I spent one week in south Texas away from home, without my chickens.
After only a couple of days, I spent another week away from home.
This time heading north to Colorado to help my parents make a permanent move there. With snow still on the ground, I didn’t expect to see any chickens.
However, the wild turkeys paid a visit.
Turkeys aren’t the same as chickens, but they are fowl and, in a pinch, provided my chicken fix.
The mule deer looking for food also provided a delightful diversion. We threw bird seed to supplement the slim pickings on the frozen landscape. The turkeys didn’t seem to mind sharing.
But I think I’ve solved my problem of missing my chickens when I’m away from home.
At school this week, the younger classes celebrated Easter. Of course, no elementary school party is complete without decorated cupcakes. A top each cupcake was a different Easter trinket.
I chose one with a chicken ring.
Now I can have a chicken with me wherever I go. Fortunately, I don’t plan to go anywhere for a while.
Back to adventures on the Miller Farm next week.
It’s amazing how birds continue to find you. They must have some kind of mental telegraph. “She’s coming! She’s coming! She will feed us. Our fast is over!”