Eggs!

It is still cold here, Puxawhatis Phil aside.   This morning, it was frozen.  The poor spring plants, crocus and daffodils were frozen. Again.  Mom said it looked like it had snowed.  The deputies were telling me about a few crash areas that occur, because the road never sees sunlight, and is icy. 

But...

Oh, yes.  There is the fine evidence that the season is getting started.  I have now surpassed my first dozen eggs from the girls.  It is now that I have to be a bit more careful what I feed them, so the flavor doesn't get imparted to the eggs.  (Read: bananas are OUT.)  They are getting out and wandering now, at least when it's warmer during the late part of the day.  I wasn't pleased to see they had dug up a bunch of my daffodil bulbs I had planted, but that is a hazard of chickens... Sigh.

But they are starting off slowly.  I am hoping to get a few more chicks this year, because I am now getting a few folks wanting to buy eggs from me, and so I will need to have a few more hens.  Some of the girls are getting... older, and aren't as productive as they were.  Aren't we all... Cough.

It's fun to watch them go out and wander around the pasture.  One will pull up some lawn, and gobble it down.  Another will walk, then spot a bug, and the chase is on.  Which, quite often, will lead to a couple more chasing the first, to see what she's chasing!  And Marshmallow, he's become quite a handsome rooster.  He insists on crowing at about 5AM, but I think he's far enough away from the neighbors that I won't get anyone upset.  He doesn't seem to crow all that loudly, but then, it doesn't bother me...  I might have another rooster.  Pepper's getting large and lanky, with turned down tail feathers.  Salt, however, is looking like a tiny, plump version of the other hens.  With moxy agogo.   I have to be careful, she is as bold as brass tacks on black silk.  She wants food, she will just up and fly to my arm, or if that isn't handy, hang onto my jacket, and peep loudly at me while flapping wildly and hanging on.  (I say peeping, because she still isn't clucking... Yet.)  I forgot to mark down how old she is, but with the way she's filled out, I wouldn't be surprised that we'd have eggs from her this season...

So, spring, while still in the thinking about it stage, is most definitely making an entrance!

Almost finished! And good chair...

So my blog of Jan. 28, where I said I was going to knit up my Doctor Who scarf.  As of a tiny bit before 7 pm today, I have finished the knitting.  Now to weave in ends, and make tassels. Then I will have a fully-functioning scarf!  I am sort of looking forward to showing it to a friend of mine, who is an even more geekity Who follower than I am...

And the chairs of Feb. 5?  I must not have been the only one displeased with the things.  There was, like my plan, a chair from the conference area.  It worked, no leg cramps, and no upset deputies.  I think we have a winner!  (I feel like putting a sticker with Volunteer Use Only, or something on it, so we don't lose the silly thing!)

Not a great lot otherwise, this week to blog about, let's face it, knit across, slip one stitch, knit across, repeat until next color, repeat again, isn't screamingly fascinating to read about.  But once I get it complete, I will see if I can get a photo up.

The animals are enjoying a rare sun break here at the moment.  See if I can get some pictures of them, as well...

I have (sigh) 4 roosters now.  Mon Ami, and an almost white one I call Blanc.  Technically Noir et Blanc, but Blanc is quicker.  I have two more I want to name, one is really lovely, with red wings, and is loud and boisterous.  The other is more his shadow.  I will have to see what some of those sound like in French.  I suppose it is silly, but they are French birds, so I am sticking with french names.  Guess it gives me something to learn, as I know zip in the French department...  (I am also tempted to call the red winged one 2 a.m., because, I found out, he crows at that time!)  

Also, I have been trying to say hi on some of your blogs, but I am still not getting the phone to cooperate.😒   I will see about saying hello on the computer more often...

Z is for zoo.

*I don't remember this, but it has been told to me several times.*

Mom and Dad took me to the Portland Zoo when I was, oh, a toddler.  They wanted me to experience all the wonderful animals that were there.  I toddled about, as toddlers do, when I spied a white rooster.

(I don't know if they do now, but they used to let small birds wander in the public areas of the zoo.) 

I fell in love with the white rooster, and proceeded to follow it unswervingly.  Mom and Dad tried to get me involved with the rest of the zoo animals.

"Look, honey, a bear!  A tiger!  Honey, look at the orangutan!"

No dice.

I saw the rooster, I liked the rooster, I was going to make a friend of that rooster.

Mom says to this day, that's why I can deal with them so well.  She was so frustrated, we'd made a special trip to the zoo, and I was more interested in a rooster, which I could have seen at Grandpa's.

Mom, look at it this way.  I have grown up to have my own zoo!  ; )

And thus ends my A to Z challenge with animals...  Hope you enjoyed the menagerie, and I will be going back to blogs that will be about 3 days a week... Thank you for your comments, and I appreciate all the blog readers, new and old!