The Day Was Wasted Until I Talked Chickens

Tuesday October 20, 2020 Guerneville CA.

Wasted day

I didn’t sleep well last night. I’ve had a headache for the last couple of days and last night it came on strong so I went to bed early and it was a tough night.

I must of burned something off as this morning my headache was down to mild but I was still feeling real tired out.

So when I got it going around 11 I went out to take care of the chickens and then came back in to nap for most of the afternoon.

Around 4 I heard someone calling my name outside. It was my neighbor Fred.

Let’s talk chickens

He had been over during the forest fire and saw my chickens running around in the yard and thought that was neat. He has some chickens but keeps them pinned up all the time. What I told him then was only let the chickens out an hour or two before dark and they won’t have time to get into too much mischief and tear his yard up too much. He tried that and was pleased with the results.

Now he wants to know more about chickens and how to rise his own little ones.

So he asked if I’d come over to his place and check out what he had and meet his renter who was going to take care of the chickens and talk chickens.

So we went over to his place and met his nice neighbor lady and we talked chickens, enough to get them started in the right direction.

By the time I got back to my place I thought I was going to live as  my head was only hurting a little and I was more rested.

I did get another nap just the same and did a little chair hopping with my chickens just before dark.

Here’s some of the chickens after I let them out to graze.cickens

 

And here’s some more of them looking for stuff to eat.chickens2

 

Just before dark I turned the sprinklers on some of the weeds I’m trying to get going for the chickens.

I thought this was going to be a wasted day but after talking chickens with my neighbors, it wasn’t.

Mostly a nice day. :O)

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2 Responses to The Day Was Wasted Until I Talked Chickens

  1. Ken Solbakken says:

    Bob, tell my old friend Fred I say hello. I was thinking about you yesterday, but glad I didn’t stop by. Chair hopping at Armstrong will cure most ailments. Ken

  2. Nancy K says:

    Chicken talk is a good remedy!

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