The next three weeks are going to be a time of learning and awareness for me and looking at a few things with a different perspective. I am in charge of the chickens and guineas and I’m already learning it’s a full time smelly job. I’m practicing some of that sacrificial love, meaning I really don’t want to do it, but I’m doing it because of my love for my husband. We have had a lot of rain in the past few weeks and chicken poop, mud and humidity mingled together… I’ll just say that makes the chicken coop very unpleasant.
We have already had a lot of snakes too. I’m praying very hard that I don’t cross paths with one during this time.
At the end of the three weeks I will share with you why I’m taking on this little project, actually, I’m taking on all of his chores, except mowing for the next three weeks. He doesn’t want me on the riding mower. 🙂
Just two days into (I’ll refer to it as an experiment) and I’m already looking at several things through a different set of eyes.
I’m at the coop around 6:45am. Easing my way into the back fence, raising and securing the tarps, watching out for snakes, and did I mention all manner of spiders? Trying to keep my footing on the sloping areas and still watching out for snakes.
Next I drop the door to let the six hens and one rooster out. Then I gather up the water containers from the guineas side of the pen and the chicken’s side. They get scrubbed down and refilled. Chickens are very messy critters and I’m now wondering if they are cousins to the pig family. Three times a week they get crumbles in the morning and scratch in the evenings. At least twice a week they get chopped up greens such as cabbage, lettuce, tomatoes, celery and any bread or vegetable scraps. They will eat just about anything.
Between two and four they lay their eggs and I collect them. We have five nests and they still almost always lay their eggs in the same nest. Twice a week I will clean the pen and the roost. I don a mask for that task, using a short handle hoe and I big white bucket I will scrape the roost of all “deposits” and empty and wash the bucket out and clean the pen out. Just before dark I am at the pen again, securing the pen and dropping the tarps.
The guineas are very low maintenance this time of year as they prefer roosting in the trees and they roam free all day long eating ticks and all kinds of bugs and frogs and they occasionally kill a snake. I only have to make sure they have fresh water and white millet. They love white millet. I believe they think its candy.
Day two into the ‘experiment’ I have learned just HOW much I appreciate my husband and what he does around here. I have also learned that bad smells still make me choke and gag and that I will always be afraid of snakes and spiders.
Until next time, just say a little prayer for me.
1 Cor 13:13 And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.