The Urban Farmer’s Almanac

Its 11:00 at night and I am avoiding bedtime by blogging.  Two points of general interest occurred to me:

1. I just noticed that Hannah is listed as an administrator on our blog. I asked Dan what her job on the farm is that would justify such a privilege and he said chief worm harvester, which is exactly right.  Anytime Dan is working in the yard Hannah thinks he is “finding worms” and she demands to help.  She either wants to dig for worms or chase the chickens, so I encourage the worm finding to give our poor chickens a break.

2. A chicken jumped on my head tonight when I was putting them to sleep and I COULD NOT get it off. I had a pizza in the oven and a child on the counter and thought I would just run out and pop the chickens in their coop and then finish dinner.  However one of the chickens (the supposed “nice breed”) would not go in and instead held on to my hair for dear life.  I honestly thought I was going to have to go inside with this animal on my head to get the pizza out of the oven.  Luckily I managed to shake her off into the coop without losing an eye, patch of hair or my tolerance for these animals.  I might have to tell them the tale of white chicken’s fate to put some fear into them.

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