My weekend…


Chickens @ night.

This is what chickens look like at night.

They aren’t as scared as they look, I promise. They make beautiful cooing sounds and bob their heads up and down.

Residents of Menlo Park.

I have been told to put some non-poultry pictures up so here we are. Mari and I like chickens.

Riley also likes chickens. He won’t like this picture, but he already left for DC this summer and this is the only photo I have of him so he will have to deal with it.

Oops, here is the one other photo I have with Riley playing with Amara’s hair in that way that I don’t quite understand.

It’s Friday and I’m going to sneak into a pool…

One of many sunflowers in my backyard.

A future sunflower.

My backyard. Yes, it’s dirt. That’s what happens when you live in the desert.


This is my friend Evan doing a keg stand because he was so excited when I told him we had chickens. Right after this he ate some of that chicken that Dave cooked up. We were all very proud.

More introductions.

The last two chickens left to meet are Chewbaca and Cracker. You guess which one is Cracker. Cracker was an effort at diversity believe it or not. As a Buff Orpington breed from England (hence the pasty complexion) she will probably only lay half as many eggs as her friend Chewbaca, another Rhode Island Red, and those three indistinguishable Araucanas. But both Mari and I thought that we needed a bit of variation in our backyard hen population, so a we found us a Buff Orpington in the large caged chicken run of OK Feed and promptly did away with any cultural sensitivity by naming her Cracker at Riley’s suggestion. Both of these two chickens are slightly smaller than all the others at this point and mostly flap around hiding or following the rest. Chewbaca screams much less than her namesake and fortunately Cracker is not picked on because she is different by all the other chickens. Here is another picture of Cracker racing past me, which is about the best I can get at this point.

And this is the chicken house which I have constructed for my six hens. The enclosed compartment on the right was intended for them to lay eggs. So far they have not laid any eggs, they just pile on top of each other and sleep there.

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