On Thanksgiving

As we’re once again bombarded by new traditional recipes on morning shows, in newspaper columns, and magazines, I feel compelled to say a little something about that most American of all holidays, Thanksgiving.
It’s Emmett’s favorite holiday, mostly because he likes to eat.  My favorite holiday is Christmas, because I like giving people presents.  Specifically, I [...]

Life, Death, Hatching

 
I’d like to share a story with you that took place a few months ago.  It tells an interesting tale of chicken mothering behavior — a story of three mamas, two chicks, life, and death.
One of my Splash Orpington hens — a big gorgeous gal, silvery white and flecked with different shades of grey — [...]

Peg-Leg Pippi: Part II

This morning, I took Pippi out of the large multipurpose dog crate, put Pippi in a smaller plastic crate (actually a giant tupperware type thing that I drilled breathing holes into and have been using as a kid transport crate ever since), stashed the crate in my Subaru and took off to the vet.
This, perhaps, [...]

Peg-Leg Pippi

Remember how I mentioned that I had quarantined Wildechicken?  Well, she was rather abruptly un-quarantined.  Someone else needed the use of our lone, multi-purpose plastic dog crate that has been used to transport goats and sheep, and has also housed feral cats and a particular Splash Orpington who had hatched out and was mothering a [...]

Foggy River Farm Blog Returns with the Case of the Wildechicken!

You might have thought that we’d dropped off the face of the planet, a failed farming experiment composted into the earth, possibly to return only as a few volunteer tomatoes and squash pushing up through a vineyard of Chardonnay grapes.
In fact, we’ve just been hella, hella busy.  And I don’t use the word “hella” lightly.  [...]