“Jane the Rotten Chicken” or “Put the Ax Away, I have Popsicle Sticks”

I was seven and a half months pregnant at the end of a hot and humid Virginia summer.  Allow me to set the scene and be super dramatic while also being entirely accurate. It was about dusk, thunder clouds were rolling in over the mountains, casting gray shadows through the trees in the last lightContinue reading ““Jane the Rotten Chicken” or “Put the Ax Away, I have Popsicle Sticks””

A Relaxing Saturday (or) We Get Chickens!

We got the chicks in May.  All the books, blogs, and “Things I Wish I Knew Before Getting Chickens” Pinterest posts tell you to make sure you have everything all set up before getting chicks.  We had an empty bedroom that would soon become the baby’s nursery (I was four months pregnant). That’s it, that’sContinue reading “A Relaxing Saturday (or) We Get Chickens!”