There is something about spring that just begs for Chickens.  It could be the new green starting to appear.  It could be the sun rising a bit earlier and staying just a little longer.  It could be that the hens are laying eggs again and they taste SO good.  It could even be seeing the Canada geese flying in the other direction now.  But whatever it is exactly about spring that makes me think of chickens, I'm glad we have a few. 

Our chickens are now about a year old.  I am expecting egg production to be more regular.  I am also hoping that one of the five hens will go broody and we would get some new chickies.  The rooster's name is Michael Flatley (my children are Irish dancers), he is a Dorking (that is breed, not brains), and the various hens have been named after other Irish dancers, including their dance teachers, although they bear no resemblance, well maybe the in attitude.

Happy Spring!