Puzzling chicken eggs

Things have been topsy turvy here in chicken land these past few weeks. First the chickens had an outbreak of mites, and I got that situation under control. The mites aren’t completely gone but it is rare that I see one on an egg in the nest box. I switched feed brands a few times in the past few weeks and although I feel good about the current brand because of its reputation (Nutrena), I’m not seeing positive results at home. Some of the eggs are misshapen and lumpy. The one pictured above was laid today with a crack in the shell. It must have cracked before it was laid because a thin layer of shell covered the crack, as if to seal it shut again.

One of our chickens, Blue, consistently lays eggs that we have to throw away. Her eggs are soft-shelled and covered with sandy calcium deposits. Inside, the egg white contains patches of calcium deposits. My thinking with Blue is that she was born a bad egg-layer.

The other eggs are more puzzling, because all of the chickens had consistently laid good eggs until recently. This is what I come up with for explanations when I do an internet search: Infectious Bronchitis (none of my chickens have been sick, so this explanation doesn’t fit); too much salt (this might be it, as we have a water softener that uses salt and I have been giving the chickens water from the house all winter. The water from the outside faucet does not run through the water softener); and an upcoming molting season could explain the egg issues. I’m inclined to believe it has something to do with their food or water because it’s happening to a number of them at once.

Not only have the eggs been misshapen lately, they’ve also tended to run large – really, really large. So large that I can’t fit them in the egg carton or shut the lid all the way. I’m really hoping the warm weather, clean water, and greater opportunties to graze on fresh green grass every day will make a difference in my hens.

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On Being Creative

The weather is warming up here and that means our creative juices are starting to flow again! I don’t know why I feel creative only in warm weather but it’s how I am, and that’s that. I’ve recently acquired a few stamping accessories and today the girls and I put some to use while writing out birthday thank you notes.

I am loving the way I am starting to use watercolor again with just a simple stamp to get me started. I am also loving that both of my girls do amazing work. ‘A’ is older, so her work is more mature and refined, but ‘H’ has an eye for composition that is innate. I am not at all surprised that my children take so well to art because there are artists in my family tree. The girls spend a lot of time drawing with colored pencils on empty paper. They’re branching into paper/stamping/painting crafts now and are so happy to have an hour or two here or there to create.

Speaking of time, it’s that time of year when it’s in short supply, so we’re enjoying moments when we can. There are extra rehearsals, extra practice times, extra classes scheduled for the regular activities. I try so hard to keep our family calendar calm and routine and I feel as though we just got put on a scheduling treadmill, set on high speed! It will only last a month or so and then things will be back to normal, and that fact alone is keeping me sane and happy. Before I know it the garden will need weeding, then harvesting and the harvested food will need to be cooked and preserved. The summer is always a time of fullness for us.

On the topic of things that need to get done, the bees are off to a good start this year. One hive died over the winter (they starved. So sad.). The other one is hopping and happy. I am being proactive this year because I am now a more experienced beekeeper and I know a thing or two. I added extra honey supers as soon as the dandelions and then the apple trees blossomed. I am not about to let my hive split on its own because they run out of space. I have the supers to add, so on they went. The queen of this overwintered hive seems to be somewhat calm because the bees have been gentle with me this year – as gentle as bees get. I know she won’t last forever and they will replace her with another, and I am hoping the future queens are this nice. It is such a pleasure to work with a hive that moves out of your way and doesn’t dive bomb you, stinging you any chance they get.

One more thing, I’ll let you in on a secret. I use this blog partly as a way to document the seasons. Now that I say it, it seems like I’ve said it to you before, so perhaps it’s not such a secret. Since I do use it to keep time, I’m going to share some photos of what is blooming in our yard this week.

Happy Spring and cheers to warm weather!

 

 

 

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Clear skies ahead

This is great – it’s May. April flew by and I will swear to you that it seemed so short this year. It doesn’t help that I tried to lop a day off at the end. It was short and cold and presented a test of my patience. May is here with her warmth, her flowers, her bright green baby leaves. Sunshine, sounds of spring, smells of summer. Ahh! I am so happy!

To celebrate, I was extra productive today. I did all good things that I love to do (except the load of laundry this morning, I could have done without that). I played teacher to my girls who enjoyed their lesson time outdoors today; I planted seeds; finished carving out the kitchen herb garden bed (right outside the kitchen door! I am so excited to have cooking herbs at my fingertips.). I listened to ‘A’ and ‘H’ play their recorder beautifully in class. After dinner I’m looking forward to starting a new read-aloud book with them: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone. They don’t know it yet but this book comes with daily dictées and discussion topics.

It is so nice to see the natural world waking up, and with it I am coming alive too.

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How scrapbooking relates to homeschooling

This post could also be called, “How I am trying to justify spending money on paper crafting tools for my 8 year old.”

*A quick aside: it’s not May 1st today! I wrote yesterday that it was – this is what I get for listening to my children sing about the warm weather and the excitement they feel when turning the page on their calendars.*

Scrapbooking. Paper crafting. Those terms give me a little bit of angst. I love paper and on occasion I have tried my hand at paper crafting, but it never stuck. It’s an expensive, time consuming hobby. And while some of my hobbies can be described the same way, I was never really drawn to the world of scrapbooking. My little ‘A’ though is another story. She’s been crafting with paper since I can remember. Take a look at this photo I took when she was 2 years old. Lately she’s been doing a little more paper crafting (and I’ve been investing in some tools to help make it happen). She’s in heaven. She told me today that she’s adding “scrapbooking” to her list of talents. And true to the scrapbooker’s soul, she has an actual list she keeps in a book. She adds more talents to it as she discovers them.

What does all of this have to do with homeschooling? From time to time I wonder what she might like to “be” when she grows up. What skills will she polish and hone? How will she contribute to the world around us? One of her strengths is that she is a record keeper. She records events in her head and on paper, and keeps memories alive. One of the professions that is wide open for her is that of archivist. She also loves history. Paper crafting involves learning to handle paper respectfully, sorting, organizing, planning ahead, and looking at the whole picture even when you’re working on a small part. It gives her hands on experience with some of the tactile parts of an archivist’s job. The process of creating new paper projects involves looking and observing wherever she goes to pick up new ideas, even when she’s not actively working with her hands.

So, with that said, I think we are embarking on a new journey over here.

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hungry for spring

This is a tough time of year for me. It’s spring and the weather is warming up. I want to look about and find flowers and green leaves and sunshine all over, but I don’t see it unless I look hard. It will come eventually, but not yet. Every year I tell myself I feel this way because I grew up in an area where winter would have left a long while ago and spring would have rolled in soon after. I’m not used to such long winters. My internal calendar says that warm weather and all the trappings of spring should have arrived and unpacked weeks ago. I wait, and wait and wait.

In the meantime, I’m waking up and feeling energized in other ways. A new kitchen garden for herbs is materializing next to the house with help from the chickens (aka mobile rototillers). And speaking of the chickens, we are well past the days (and nights) of frozen water bowls, and about past the season of buttoning the chickens up tight at night to keep them warm. This is significant because I can leave the little door to the hen house open, allowing them to come and go in the morning. I don’t have to wake up at dawn to let them out. You might know this: the sun rises really early these days. If I don’t have to go outside to open the chicken door, I’ll be happy. I’m up at that hour anyway thanks to the robin family living in the tree outside our bedroom window, but there is a big difference between listening to the robin shouting at everyone first thing in the morning, and getting on your clothes and shoes to let the chickens out. Big difference.

We have been busy with all kinds of fun activities lately. Field trips, parties, classes, running around. I schedule down time and sometimes I steal it from other activities because it is so badly needed. Time to rest in an unstructured way is crucial to our way of being here. The good thing is that it’s usually easy to find.

Tomorrow is May! Already! I think this might have been the quickest April ever.

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Time to wake up!

It’s springtime and my whole world is waking up. The robins are back from where ever they go in the winter, and we see pairs flying here and there, getting ready to hatch some new eggs. The Common Redpolls that have been at our feeders all winter come in great numbers now – over 100 at a time, perhaps 200. They eat so much food in one sitting, and I’m wondering if they are stocking up before their long flight home to the Arctic.

I’m waking up too. My youngest child is now 6 years old, my oldest is 8, I’m about to turn 40, and it’s time to say good-bye to these years of early motherhood. My mind and my body are more my own now than they have been in the last 8 years. It’s a good feeling to reclaim them and to feel independent again. It’s like I’m finally grown up all over again. I can make my own decisions, independent of my children’s needs much more often than I could before. What this means right now is that I have more time – linear time and mental time – to invest in myself, to check in with myself, to listen to myself. Life is less about reacting in the moment and more about slowing down and looking ahead a bit. Where is this life path going? Does it feel like a comfortable path? Do I like where it seems to be headed?

Happy Wednesday!

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Thinking about my garden…

Thinking about planting seeds and gardening today. Because it’s better than thinking about the snow that’s falling outside.



You know it's April when.... there are fresh tracks in the morning snow.

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Happy April!

April this year is cold, windy and even a bit snowy. That’s what it’s like on Day 1 at least. Happy April! Signs of spring are seen indoors at our house. Looking forward to warm weather ahead and days full of outside fun.

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Mites on the chickens!

Laura was not too happy when I started cleaning out the shavings. She wanted some peace and quiet to lay her egg.

It’s true what they say – if it’s not one thing, it’s another. This week it’s mites on the chickens. Mites! I knew because little  things were crawling on the eggs when I collected them Thursday. This was my first real “situation” regarding the chickens and I was very upset about it. These ten hens have become good companions and I don’t like to think of anything bad happening to them.

What to do about the mites? My first question with any chicken situation is, “What would Grandpa Fred do?” Grandpa Fred knew everything about chickens and I am sad that he’s not here with me now. He’s even referenced in several chicken books that I read. He’s not listed as Grandpa Fred. He’s listed as Fred P. Jeffrey. Grandpa Fred would tell me to dust the chickens with Sevin. Would have. His advice was from another era. I wonder if he would give the same advice today. Sevin kills the mites, for sure, and it also kills honeybees. I don’t want to kill the bees.

The small dark spots on the egg are mites

My challenge is clear: get rid of the mite infestation without harming the chickens or killing the honeybees. I identified the mites as Northern Fowl mites. They can be killed with diatomaceous earth – a powdery substance that is made up of fossil parts. The sharp edges of the little fossil parts cut the mites and they dry out, then die. Sounds good. DE, as it is called, was one of my primary weapons for killing the mites. The second was an enzyme spray called Poultry Protector (made by MannaPro). I also used several other means for cleaning the coop and deterring the mites from returning.

I had identified the mite problem just as it exploded. I’ve been treating for two days now, and I’m not done yet. I still don’t know how this story will end, but I’m hoping it will be positive.

Washed nest boxes - you can see the thyme leaves stuck to the wood. And the jar of garlic powder.

The first step was to clean out the coop. I scooped out the inches of pine shavings, then swept it clean. Even with the coop completely swept I could still see mites crawling on the walls and floor. I boiled a pot of water and threw in some dried thyme. Thyme is a powerful disinfectant. When the water cooled I sponged down the entire coop. I brought out an old toothbrush and scrubbed the corners clean.

After the coop was swept and washed I sprinkled fresh garlic powder all over it. I figured if garlic is a cure-all and it also keeps vampires away, it might work to keep the mites away. I took the entire package of Kilpatrick Family Farm garlic powder and coated the coop. Then I mixed in a spray bottle some water, tea tree oil, and lemongrass oil. I sprayed every surface in the coop with this mixture. Now the chicken coop smelled like garlic and lemon. Oh my, the chickens are lucky I don’t eat meat! Otherwise I might have gotten hungry for lemon chicken.

DE was dusted over all surfaces of the coop

The coop was swept, washed, sprinkled with garlic powder and sprayed with essential oils. A fresh start! I put down a layer of DE. Knowing I would have to clean the coop a few more times in the next few days, I decided to make things easy and before I put down shavings, I laid down a layer of newsprint. On top of the newsprint went more DE, then a fine layer of shavings. I dusted the roosts with DE and poured some into the soil below, where the chickens regularly take dust baths.

Clean coop with newsprint and a scant layer of pine shavings

Now the coop was clean. It was time to clean the chickens. Mites live in their feathers and they suck their blood. Yuck. If they are given enough time, the mites will make the chickens sick and they can die. A good place to spot the mites is near the vent. Feathers will become dirty and brown because the mites leave their feces everywhere they go.

I have no photos of the mites on the chickens. Sorry!

One of my chickens stood out as having the most mites – Fuzzybottom. Oh, her bottom is so fuzzy, and it was such a shame to see it so brown.

To treat the chickens I took a dress sock and stuffed it with DE (sadly I didn’t have any pantyhose on hand. They would have worked great). I went out and patted each chicken down with the sock. The DE puffed out of the sock evenly and easily. I dusted their bottoms and put them to bed.

After dark, when the chickens were on their roost, fast asleep, I went in and inspected with a flashlight. Poor Fuzzybottom was crawling with mites. They were all over her skin and feathers. I spritzed her liberally with Poultry Protector. When I say liberally, I mean I used quite a bit of the bottle. She was soaking wet and not happy about it, even in her sleep. I spritzed a few others as well.

Today is the following day. I cleaned out the coop again, removing the shavings and the newsprint. Another round of essential oil spray, DE, newsprint, more DE, then shavings. I found some mites in the coop today. Not as many as yesterday, and these were much smaller (newly hatched, probably). The chickens spent a glorious warm day roaming the yard and dust bathing in the sun. I checked the chickens in the afternoon and did not find any mites on them. Night came and I once again went out with a flashlight to inspect. I was so happy to see that Fuzzybottom had no lives mites on her at all. I checked the others and found that they were all clean. Whew – what a big relief. I have so much emotion invested in these chickens. I really cannot stand it when they are ill.

Tomorrow I’ll clean the coop again and see where we stand with the mites. I bought a container of chemical powder just in case. I hope I don’t have to use it. Updates to come.

 

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Geese are back

I was outside tending to the chickens this morning when I heard the familiar, comforting honking of Canada geese. They’ve made brief appearances in the past few weeks, flying over in groups of two or three at a time. Today was the first day I saw more than a few of them together in a flock. Spring is coming, it really is! Warm weather, dry soil and gardening season will be here before we know it. Right?

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