It's been a long while since I've had the opportunity to write a post on my radical homemaking efforts. This is mostly due to the fact that I've been away from my home for over four months. But today, we're back in business.
Our plan for backyard chickens has been in the works for the past year. I'm three generations removed from farmer stock, so what little instinct I have has probably been bred out. But I've never been one to let lack of experience prevent me from trying something new.
On Saturday, my son, Walker (6), and I got a call from our local feed store letting us know that their chicks had hatched. Walker picked out four beautiful, healthy looking chicks. Introducing the newest egg-laying members of the family: Etta and Mavis (both Rhode Island Reds), Aretha (a Barred Plymouth Rock) and Gladys (a Gold Laced Wyandotte). Let the adventure begin!