I'm out in the yard, with a shovel, sipping red zin, watching the skies (wait for it)....like a hawk. And, for the hawk. I'm full on alert, ready to do battle if it comes to that, although I would prefer to not harm to a gorgeous raptor. That said, I'm keeping four feet between myself and the chickens. I hear everything. Every squirrel. Every different bird cry. See the cardinal pair that … [Read more...]
Spring Chickens
March 25, 2013 By
So I am the tender of a tender flock of chickens: some mundane, some fancy-pants. And I quite adore them. Someone asked me today: “Why do you have chickens?” It’s a fine question. I live in the City of Atlanta, after all. This woman lives in the southern burbs, so it was a supreme mystery to her. My first reply is because I’ve always wanted them. I have. My ex had a … [Read more...]
