Had a nice weekend. A good friend came to visit. I've been so holed up in my studio that I've not had any spare time to "hang", as they say. But this weekend brought a friend from the town we used to live in. It was a nice shift from the usual.
This friend is someone I trust for an honest opinion..and luckily for me, she had good things to say the work I've been doing (quilts, dolls, etc..) And because I love her sense of art and creativeness, I was so happy to hear her words I almost cried! It gave me the courage I needed to push on. She especially loved a mobile I had finished a few weeks ago and had hanging in the girls room...she said she wanted one for her room. Hmmm. Mobiles for adults. Interesting concept.
Today we dropped the older one off at school, went and got donuts, and drove an hour away to a chicken farm to get 2 more young hens as we are just not getting the amount of eggs we need from the 4 hens we have.
It's hard to introduce new birds to a flock as there is the pecking order. It's a very real and pecky thing. It's loud. And can even get bloody in the worst of situations. So, you have to separate the flocks for a while. Thing is, the new ones always want to be with the established flock and will do anything to get to them. It's like being the nerd who wants to cruise with the cool club even though the cool club thinks you're a real loser and isn't at all afraid to tell you so to your face.
I really wish we had just started with 6 hens in the first place. I knew we should have! But, you know, The Brad. He always talks me out of farmy things I know I shouldn't let myself be talked out of! And now he's complaining because there's never enough eggs. So now I have to deal with chicken bullying! Sheesh! MEN!
