OOPS, I did it again....

I can explain.

Really.

Just let me tell you the story.

You see, I go to the local feed store often.

And they almost always have day old chicks for sale.

But for years I have never had a chicken house.

So for years I would look but not buy.

Now that I have a chicken house I look but.....

They never seem to have the breed I want.

Or they only have straight runs.

Which means that the boys and girls are mixed together.

And with my luck I would get two roosters.

And we are just not ready for Cock-a-doodle-do.

No not at all.  Maybe never. 

So on this day it was like the stars were all in alignment.

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1.  I had a chicken house.

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2.  They had the breed I wanted.  (Americana)

That's the Easter Egg Chicken.

The "Easter Egger".

Americana chickens lay colored eggs.

Blue, Green, Teal.

No kidding.

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3.  AND they were PULLETS

That means GIRLS!

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So that's my story.

The story of how Henrietta and Lucy came to our farm.

I am now the proud owner of 4 chickens.

And as each day passes I am more hopeful that I will someday see

a beautiful egg in the hen house.