This is my space to share my quest to collect as many broken branches as I can in my fractured family tree which resembles a bramble bush more then a proper tree. As I go forward in this blogging journey I hope to share how I have searched far & wide for family - with no regard for where they come from or if I should really want them.
You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!

Tuesday, August 1, 2023

Cluck-tural Digest Winners ~ Gorgeous Home for the Discerning Chicken

 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks 2023: Week 31 (FLEW THE COOP)


During our homeschooling years we did a lot of exciting & interesting things. One that stands out is the chickens we hatched from eggs in an incubator. They were 
bantam/leghorn crosses. 

When the chicks hatched about half were picked up by the farm we hatched them for, but about half stayed in a hutch in our dining room with a hen to care for them.

It was so cute to watch the mommy chicken tuck all her chicks under her. It was amusing to see one of them who was always peeking out, and mom tucking it back in. It was this curious one that our youngest named Honey because of the chicks light yellow colouring.  

Our youngest carried Honey around with him wherever he went. Honey was often seen hanging out in the pocket of his housecoat or hoodie.  During the week the chicks stayed with us they became very good friends.

A few month later we went to the farm to visit the chicks we had hatched. When we arrived our youngest ran right up to a rooster who was running towards him. The farmer tried to caution our youngest that the rooster was aggressive, but neither of them were listening.  The rooster not only let our youngest pick him up, but appeared to jump up to assist in that happening. That Rooster sat on our youngest's knee for most of the farm visit. The farmer was shocked. She said the rooster had been aggressive & territorial with all visitors. Clearly they were imprinted on each other from that week the chick stayed with us. 

It would seem our youngest's love of chickens is a family trait.

His aunt (my husband's sister) has a beautiful home for her feathery friends. Prior to visiting their home in the sunny Okanagan I thought chicken coops were dirty and stinky. These chicken are living their best life in a gorgeous home with amazing views of Okanagan Lake. 


Lets meet a few of the chickens that have resided on this beautiful farm in beautiful Naramata.

Clutch - one of the first chickens to live in the gorgeous home


Teddy - the Rooster that resulted in saddles being needed for the hens

and these ones on their way in & out of their gorgeous home


Which happens to match nicely with the barn where the horses reside



The farm is also home to horses & beautiful flowers


















If you are out for a drive you might be lucky enough to stumble upon this roadside beauty


The farm is beautiful in all seasons!


Take a tour with Tracey through the WINNER of the Cluck-tural Digest Gorgeous Homes for the Discerning Chickens Event.


Family has feathers too!!! 



This is why I search - 


Cause ... 





You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family you know!







***Any errors are my own. Please send me any updates or corrections via the comments at the bottom of this blog post***



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Links:

Amy Johnson Crow, 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks Challenge
https://www.amyjohnsoncrow.com/52-ancestors-in-52-weeks/



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