The two older chickens are three weeks old now and feathering, so they are at their middle school hideous stage. The two little peeps are still adorable. This aging process also brought us a surprise – Hermione is actually a rooster, and has been renamed Ron Burgundy. Roosters are not allowed in our area so we must find a new home for Mr. Burgundy.
I made new box-home for the peeps over the weekend. It keeps their bedding separated from their food/water dishes, making clean up a lot easier.
Look at that comb… ugh.
I am Ron Burgundy?
Anyone want a rooster?
I had a brief moment this busy weekend to visit my lemon tree, chop up a few up lemons, and cram them in a jar with honey. Put it in the back of my fridge to “age” until I need it for tea during cold season. Apparently, I am behind the times, and this is super popular in Asian countries.
So, to recap, jar:
Stick a bunch of lemons in there with honey and keep it in the fridge.
I hope to have use for tea soon. This 100+ degree weather is misery!
The flock is complete.
Meet Ms. Sansa Stark, the Barred Rock. She’s a 4 eggs / week kind of lady.
And Ms. Hermione Granger, a Welsummer. Also 4 eggs/week.
This peep is Ms. Laura Ingalls. She is a Buff Orpington and will provide 3 eggs/week.
Finally, meet Ms. Anne Shirley. She is a Rhode Island Red, and a mega-egg producer at 5 eggs/week.
Free range, organic eggs coming soon (well, a few months). If you can’t figure out the naming theme, you don’t read often enough!