These ladies, who look like Rhode Island reds, live about a mile from me. Four hens should provide a family of four enough eggs plus some for the neighbors.
Before moving to the US, I'd kept "Rhodies" in England where I remember letting them out of the coop on frosty mornings. Their feathers, all plumped up, were sometimes glistening with frost. They might have preferred this climate.
Death is Not a Sales Pitch
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I have a graveyard of dead flowers and a spreadsheet with sobering
evidence to prove my point. Today in celebration of Garden Rant’s 20th
anniversary, ...
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