Showing posts with label chicken. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chicken. Show all posts

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Free Range Chickens and Gardening



There is one drawback to "free range" chickens.

It's not...

... that the chickens do not stay home. Oh they do. I don't think I've even seen them across the county road. I've seen them wander all around, but for the most part, they stay in the yard and around the house, usually within eyesight. But then again, our yard is pretty big and when I say "yard", I don't mean just the front yard and the back yard, I mean the whole "farm yard" which includes the area with all of our buildings. For you city folk, I guess you might say that our "yard" is about the size of a city block.

{PS, as always, don't forget you can click on the picture to see a full screen view of it. Just remember to hit your browsers back button to return to the blog. The girls (chickens) wanted me to make sure you knew that because they want you to see how beautiful they are. They are so vain!}




... that the chickens lay their eggs all over the place. The chickens almost always return to their nesting boxes in the coop to lay their eggs. Very rarely do I find any outside the coop. Occasionally I do find an egg outside the coop, but it is always close to the coop. It's almost as if the chicken is caught off guard and realizes that she has to lay an egg and can't hold it, so she drops it right there. Kind of like your kids when they wait too long to go to the bathroom. LOL I can just picture the chicken running through the yard back to the coop, trying to get to the nest box before she has an "accident." hee, hee!!




... that the chickens will get eaten alive by wild animals. That has only happened a few times with the egg layers. If I remember correctly, we have only lost two of our egg layers to predators. We are very lucky because some of our neighbors have lost several chickens to fox, dog and other critters. I have lost a couple of my egg layers to a hawk, but that is it. Oh, and the chickens and cats get along just fine. The cats don't bother the chickens and the chickens don't bother the cats. We don't have any dogs. And we seldom have the neighborhood dogs or stray dogs wander into our yard.




... that the chickens will not come back to the coop at bedtime. The chickens always come back to roost in the coop when it is bedtime. It's not like we have to go "round them up" and put them to bed at night. They are such good girls, they are always home before their curfew and all that I have to do is shut the coop door at night.





The one drawback with "free range" chickens is that they love to dig in the dirt. Watch the video and you'll see what I mean. As soon as they hear me start the rototiller, they come running like a herd of buffalo. You can almost hear the "thunder" and feel the ground shake as they all come running.






Not only do they dig and scratch the earth, but they don't care where they dig. I constantly catch them digging in my flowerbeds. Just the other day I planted a few small annuals, alyssum actually, and as soon as I turned my back and went into the house for a few minutes, some chicken managed to dig up three of the six plants that I had planted. Not only did they dig them up, but they demolished the plant. I could not believe my eyes as I walked past the flowerbed and saw that some dirty bird had already dug in that one spot. Oh and let me tell you about mulch. I put the mulch in the flowerbeds, the chickens kick it out when they are scratching and digging. I put the mulch back in, they think they need to throw it back out. This is an endless battle that happens on a daily basis.

So, if you are planning on having "free range" chickens and gardening, take heed to my warning... Anything you don't want the chickens to ruin, you will have to fence around.

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Dan the Man the "BIG RED" Kamado Kooker

For Christmas this last year, Dan the Man received a few gifts cards for Mernards from our boys. For those of you who do not have a Mernards where you live, it is like a Home Depot or Lowes. Danny has been sitting on those gift cards all this time waiting for the summer grills to come in stock so he could use them to help purchase a new grill. Danny has been wanting a new grill, a charcoal grill, for a year or so now. We currently have a gas grill that never seems to work right.

He originally did research on charcoal grills several years ago and ran across one called the "Big Green Egg" or some such thing. He has been obsessed with getting one since. The only thing holding him back is that they cost around $800 and while Danny can easily dish that kind of money out for some piece of machinery or equipment for the ranch/farm... he has a hard time spending that amount on something that falls in the "household" category.

Well, he finally found a "knock-off" version of the "Big Green Egg" at Mernards! Oh happy day! It's called the "Big Red" Kamado Kooker of which Dan the Man is the new owner of. It is about the third of the cost of the egg one. I like it, because it is red and matches perfectly with the Cleary building. Green would not have looked so good!


"BIG RED"
Kamado Kooker

(I just noticed his grilling "tools". What is my garden spade doing hanging from there?)



Oh my gosh, can I just tell you he has been like a little boy at Christmas with his new hot wheels race track that he simply can not get enough of! He has turned into an OBSESSED GRILLING MACHINE! Hee, hee! I'm not complaining, I've actually have enjoyed someone sharing the daily cooking chore with me! I am in charge of making sure there is something thawed out for him to grill each night (unless we are having left overs) and he does all the research on the internet as to the best way to prepare it. Sometimes this can take hours or even days!

We started out easy with hamburgers. Then moved to steaks and chickens.

At one of the winter farmer's markets I bought a chicken roasting pan that Jennie Salters of Chalk Butte Pottery made for me. Dan the Man just HAD to roast a chicken using it in his grill. I succumbed to the notion, but told him specifically, it could not get any hotter than 350 degrees or it could crack. He promised me, that it would not. I told him if it did, he would owe me another one.


Beautiful Open A Bar 2 Ranch Pastured Poulty
(Seasoned with Famous Dave's Country Roast Chicken Seasoning)
5.5 lb Roaster waiting to be roasted in my beautiful
chicken roasting pan, hand-made, just for me...
which by the way I hadn't even got to use yet.


Potatoes with a little olive oil and seasonings ready to roast.




Dan the Man, the chicken and my chicken roasting pan...





Dan the Man carefully setting everything in the grill.


He roasted the chicken for about 2 hours at 350 degrees. One of the nice things about these grills, is that it is extremely easy to keep the heat regulated in.


The finished chicken!





The finished potatoes.


The chicken turned out great! Very moist and juicy. The potatoes... well... since Dan the Man didn't know that he should probably turn them half way through cooking they were pretty brown... well, actually they were BLACK on the bottom half. And perhaps 2 hours was too long for them. And my pan, you are probably asking yourself... CRACKED! Boo, hoo. I am so sad. Guess Dan the Man owes his Country Chicken Girl a brand new chicken roasting pan from Chalk Butte Pottery! Oh Jennie....


Yesterday, he made a huge leap and smoked two 11 lb. chickens! That's not a typo, by the way, the 11 lb. chickens... Some of you know the story about the BIG chickens!!! Those of you who don't... in a nut shell, we had our commercial freezer konk-out on us last year in the middle of chicken production and ended up growing some pretty big chickens, as in 10-13 lb. chickens which we coined as our "churkeys"... chickens as big as turkeys! So these two chickens were from that whole episode.

Anyway, Dan the Man smoked them for 5 hours at 230 degrees and used apple wood chips. Oh my! He might be on to something. Perhaps Open A Bar 2 Ranch will soon be offering smoked chickens! Dan the Man's Smoked Chicken!

I'm just wondering how long this "grilling fascination" will last until it becomes "work" instead of "fun"! When that happens, the grill will end up being my duty!

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

A Little of This and a Little of That




The weather is finally resembling spring here in Western Nebraska. Yesterday was a perfect example of what I consider spring weather. The temperature was perfect, a little too cool for short sleeves, but long sleeves were sufficient and no jacket was required. The wind was more of a breeze and actually quite pleasant. Did I just say that??? I can't believe I combined "wind" and "pleasant" together in the same sentence!

Since I hadn't taken any pictures of a while I grabbed my camera and wandered around looking for photo ops.

This is what I can up with.

I know some of you have already seen most of these pictures since I posted them on Facebook last night, but not everyone is on Facebook so I'm posting them again. Remember, you can click on the picture for a full screen view, and I highly recommend that you do.



Actually, what prompted me to grab my camera was the sky.
I just love it when it is incredibly blue and the clouds have so much definition.
One of my friends asked it this was real last night on Facebook.
Made me think of Colossians 3:1-4, look it up!




I finally took the Christmas wreath down from the front window.
It was so pretty and I wasn't quite ready to part with it, so I
took off the red bow and hung it from this gate.

The egg layers were out and about also enjoying the weather
so I snapped a few pictures of them.

We have four different breeds of egg layers.
Looks like I got a picture of each one except for the Buff Orpingtons.
Sorry girls, I didn't purposely leave you out, I promise.



The is an Ameraucana.
They are the ones that lay the beautiful blueish/greenish eggs.
I love the details of their feathers.




Shhhh... this Barred Rock is catching a cat nap after lunch.




Red Star, not to be confused with a Rhode Island Red.
They are a cross between a Rhode Island Red and a White Rock.




BFF's resting and chatting under the sumac trees.


The daffodils are blooming.




Macro of the daffodil stamen in black and white.
I'm thinking this photo would look pretty in my bathroom.



Ahhh, the Nebraska sky...
so peaceful out here, the cattle were relaxing, the hens were relaxing,
the birds were chirping, the daffodils were blooming,
oh, did I mention that I burned some weeds in the back yard?
So the air smelt like burning weeds,
now that really smells like spring...
burning weeds.
Also smells like fall.
I actually kind of like that smell.

Is "smelt" a word?
I probably should use the word "smelled"
but I like to say smelt.

Smelt, smelt, smelt!

All that work sure made me tired.
So the Country Chicken Girl decided she needed a little relaxation...
shhh... don't tell Dan the Man,
he thought I was busy working outside!

It's easy to hide from sight in a tractor rim.




THE END

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Who's the Slacker?





Okay ladies...


Who is the slacker?


Who is laying eggs the size of malted milk balls?






Seriously...


I know it's been cold, but come on, you have the Taj Mahal when it comes to chicken coops. Dan the Man built your exquisite coop with love and so many amenities (beautiful sliding glass windows, completely insulated, an electric wall heater, a light set on a timer so you get the proper amount of light each day, nesting boxes filled with fresh litter on a regular basis, the most expensive waterer and feeder, custom roosts that I personally constructed with my own two hands from real branches...)


So don't go telling me that it is too cold to lay a normal sized egg.


I'm not buying that lame excuse.


What more do you need?


Really...



Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Project Predator

Some of you who are on Facebook already know that Dan the Man and the Country Chicken Girl have been having trouble with an unknown predator at the Open A Bar 2 Ranch. On two separate mornings they have been greeted with a horrific sight upon awaking and checking on the chickens. Something has been getting in with the meat birds and killing them. This predator is ruthless and cunning... it would appear as if it is killing the poor chickens in their sleep, since there is no warning from the chickens that danger is amongst them.

The predator has ripped the heads off of 4 chickens, leaving the rest of the body untouched, had injured one severely enough that Dan the Man had to put the chicken out of it's misery, and has partially eaten one that it tried to drag away, but couldn't get it out of the fence surrounding the chickens. One of the headless chickens was found right inside the chickens' shelter.

Since Dan the Man and the Country Chicken Girl are no longer crazy, wild and party-all-night kind of people, they decided that an all-night stake-out was out of the question. And being poor-as-dirt, they couldn't afford to hire someone to hunt down this cold-blooded chicken killer, so into effect went...


Project Predator!

Watch the story unfold in this riveting award-worthy video...



Monday, October 11, 2010

Update on the War!

Just thought I would update you on the Possum (or technically I should say Opossum) War.

If you have no idea what I am talking about, then you need to read the previous post...

I Delcare War!

It's been two nights now since the opossum got the three chickens and we have not seen hide nor hair of the dirty little varmint.

I think he got on my blog and read my post and is scared silly, at least I hope that is the case.

So for now... all is well with my dear little chickens!

That is all...

goodbye and goodnight!

Saturday, October 9, 2010

I Declare War!

Two nights ago I was working, yes working, not playing on the computer, when all the sudden I smelled a foul smell coming in through the window.

"Peee-yew! What is that stench?" I said to anyone who was listening. No one answered me since no one ever listens to me. Tay-tee, my man, didn't even answer me. He was sound asleep on the ledge by the window next to the computer.

My man, Tay-tee, fast asleep.

Sometimes I sleep with my tongue hanging out and slobber on my pillow!


The stench was getting stronger and I was almost certain that a skunk was outside. I got Dan the Man's attention and told him he'd better get his gun and make sure the skunk was not getting into the egg layers chicken coop stealing eggs.

Dan the Man reluctantly got off the couch and went to get his gun. Meanwhile I got the big flashlight. Dan the Man told me just to go outside and see if it was a skunk. I told him I didn't want to go outside without him because I didn't want to scare the skunk away before he was ready to go outside with the gun. Good thing it wasn't a burglary with some crazy prison escapee with a gun, because Dan the Man was as fast as molasses getting his gun, finding the key to the lock, trying to locate the ammunition, putting on his shoes, getting a drink of water....

So needless to say, but the time we made it outside, Dan the Man saw a big old possum going around the side of the house.

Man did that guy stink!

Hey dude... take a shower next time you decide to come around!

I was disappointed that Dan the Man didn't take care of him with his gun, but he didn't.

This morning I had the Farmers' Market in Scottsbluff. I leave the house before the sun even comes up so Dan the Man is in charge of feeding the meat birds (chickens) in the morning when I have the Farmers' Market. He found two of the chickens inside their pen with their heads torn off and one chicken injured so badly that he had to go ahead and put it out of it's misery.

I'm thinking it was the doings of the big ole' stinky possum that was here the other night.

This is only the second time in 5 years that we have ever lost a chicken to a predator.

This means war!

Tonight we are sleeping with all the windows open so I can hear any distress calls from my sweet little chickens.

Dan the Man has the gun loaded and ready.

I am tempted to set up a night watch and to make it mandatory for everyone in the house to take a shift. We even discussed locking the chickens up in their shelters, but that would be a pain.

So right now it is raining lightly and hopefully that will deter Mr. Big Ole' Stinky Possum from coming around tonight.

I only like one kind of Possum.

Guess what kind...

the dead kind.

So wish us luck tonight with our war that we have declared upon the possum.

Here is only kind of possum I like...


Gross old possum I found rotting in the field last winter.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

eGGNoRMouS!

Big Happenings in the Coop Today!




Every once in a while someone will lay a
gynormous egg like this one!






And you thought you had a hard day a work today!




Monday, August 23, 2010

RECIPE: Grilled Famous Dave's Country Roast Chicken

I've been on a serious chickn' grillin' kick lately because we have been working such long hours and grilling chicken is so easy, doesn't heat up the house and doesn't take much prep time or baby sitting while it is grilling. It's so easy to butterfly the chicken, throw it on the grill, flip it after 15 minutes and come back when it is done!


The star of the production!


Ingredients

One roasting chicken (I can not endorse any other chicken besides an all-natural pastured poultry from Open A Bar 2 Ranch, all others are junk!)

Famous Dave's Country Roast Chicken Seasoning (I got mine at Wal-mart)


Directions

  1. Heat your grill while you are prepping the chicken. (Don't ask me why there are two steps that are numbered 1. I don't care and I don't want to take the time to figure out the html code either. Just deal with it.)
  1. Butterfly your chicken. What you still don't know how? Are you serious that you haven't tried it yet, even though I have given you several recipes now that involve butterflying a chicken? What is the point of reading these recipes if you are not going to try them??? Just joking, I love you and am glad you are reading the recipes even if you don't try them. Here's a secret, I have been known to sit on the couch and watch exercise shows on tv and not do the exercising! LOL Isn't that kind of the same thing? Oh and all the cooking shows I've watched and have never made the dishes they did!
  2. Here's the link for you slackers who still don't know how! How to Butterfly a Chicken
  3. Oil your grill. Take a paper towel, dip it in oil with tongs and rub it on your grates. There, that was easy! Oh, do not, I repeat DO NOT spray cooking spray on the grates when you have a flame. If you do, I can promise you, you'll never do that again! And you'll be missing your eyebrows for a few months.
  4. Place the lovely Open A Bar 2 Ranch pastured all-natural free-range chicken skin side down on the grill. Adjust your burners so that the flames in not under the chicken, but on each side of the chicken. This is called indirect grilling. I have a four burner grill so I place the chicken in the middle and use the two outside burners.
  5. Generously season the chicken with the seasoning, don't be skimpy.
  6. Close the lid, and adjust the heat to 350-325 degrees.
  7. Walk away for 15 minutes or so.
  8. Come back... Baby come back, any kind of fool could see, there was something in everything about you... remember that song?
  9. Flip the chicken over and season again. Shake, shake shake... the seasoning not your booty.
  10. Close the lid, check your grill every once in a while to make sure you haven't run out of propane... I hate it when that happens. Roast until done. Take the chicken's temperature. It should read about 175-180 in the thickest part of the thigh and breast. The juices should run clear too, no tinge of pink or red in it.
  11. I roasted a 6.6 lb chicken for around 2 hours. It was perfectly tender and juicy!


Ummm, Ummm, good.
Wish you could smell it!



I just noticed that you have to give your email address to watch the above video clip from Cook's Illustrated, so if you don't want to do that, here is a video you can watch without the hassle. Although I do love the Cook's Illustrated website and I think it worth the hassle to become a member. They have lots of good cooking stuff.






I also ran across this one and it made me laugh. The guy is wearing gloves (?), the chicken looks pathetic, no doubt a grocery store chicken, that must be why he is wearing the gloves. Like I said, grocery store chickens are junk. He also says to use a 3.5-4 lb chicken. I bawk at that. Are you serious? A roaster in my humble opinion is at least a 6 pounder! He also has you take out the breast bone, but I don't, more work, but I guess maybe I'll try it next time to see which way I like it better. And finally, he says there a "little clean up to do!" Uhh, not with an Open A Bar 2 Ranch chicken dude! He says to cut-away the fatty material... Once again, no fatty material on the Open A Bar 2 chicken. Go ahead and watch it, but don't believe everything he says!









The End

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Meet Meatball

Meet Meatball...




Meatball is LeAnne's rooster...




Meatball was incubated in LeAnne's kindergarten class 7 or so years ago.

He is the kindest, most gentle rooster I have ever know.


Actually I think he might be the kindest, most gentle rooster in the WORLD.




Such beautiful coloring he has. Look at those gorgeous tail feathers!





Dear Whitey, Take note. You could have chose to be nice like Meatball.





Meatball has spurs on the back of his legs that have got to be at least 3-4 inches long. We are talking scary, powerful, wicked weapons folks! I never knew those spurs could get that long. Good thing Whitey's were not that long.




LeAnne loves Meatball and Meatball loves LeAnne.




Awww, such love between a girl and her rooster can not be matched.







Not sure what was going on in this picture, but I thought it was cute and wanted to use it anyway.




Dear Whitey, Why oh why couldn't you have been like Meatball?

PS, I still don't miss you!

Love, Your Country Chicken Girl

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

R.I.P. Whitey


My rooster attacked me for the last time on Monday. I was squatting down in the back yard doing some yard work when all of the sudden, out of the blue, without warning something SMACKED me right in the back.

"What in tarnation was that?" I said to my self with a few other words I don't care to repeat. The force almost knocked me over but I caught myself with my hands. As I was wondering what in billy-blue could have done that, I knew right away that it was Whitey, the rooster.

I don't wish to share everything that transpired after that, but I can tell you that Whitey is no longer with us and I have a large red welt on my back from the attack. I was lucky I had on a sweatshirt and a coat! Whitey was not so fortunate.


Dear Whitey,

I can't believe that our love/hate relationship is over. I only wanted to be friends, but obviously you just didn't share the same sentiments. I didn't want to do what I had to do, but let's face it, you forced me to. I never did anything to hurt you so I just can't understand why you would attack me out of the blue when ever you felt like it. I can only come to the deduction that it must have been a mental problem that you had.

Anyway, we had some good times and I will miss your morning cock-a-doodle-doos, but not your incessant crowing all day long. I will miss your beautiful white tail feathers that blew in the wind, but I am sure the girls (the egg layers) will not miss you chasing them through the yard and herding them like you owned them. Dan the Man might miss you since you never attacked him, but the neighbor girls (which you also attacked) and my mother-in-law, Penny, who all took care of you while we were gone to Japan will not miss you.

Did you know that I never even wanted you. Last year when I got my first batch of meat birds I also purchased some egg layers from Murdoch's and The Mercantile. I had all the chicks together in one brooder and as they got older, I could tell you were not a meat bird, and I didn't purchase any white egg layers. I don't even know where you came from! I don't know if you were a mistake from the hatchery we get the meat birds from or if you were a mistake from Murdoch's or The Mercantile!

I will say one thing, it sure is quite around here without you. The hens sure seem to be enjoying their new found freedom and are going wherever in the yard they wish to go. You did provide wonderful sound effects for some of my videos, but I can always pipe in a crow if I have to.

Rest in peace dear Whitey. I'd love to say I miss you, but that would be a lie.

Sincerely,
The Country Chicken Girl



In "loving" memory of
Whitey T. Rooster


Tuesday, April 27, 2010

The Chicks are 3 Weeks Old!

Time sure flies when you are a chicken farmer! Hard to believe that the first batch of chicks are already 3 weeks old and the second batch is already a week old. Actually as I as writing this, the first batch will be 4 weeks old tomorrow, April 28th, and the second batch will be 2 weeks old.

The first batch continues to get their feathers in and are getting bigger every day. The feathers on their wings are completely filled in along with some of their tail feathers. The older the chicks get, the harder it is to take pictures of them. This may surprise you but Dan the Man doesn't have much patience with me or the chicks when I am trying to photograph the chicks. My pictures can only be as good as the chicks decide to behave and since Dan the Man's patience with them is only as long as one of his romantic thoughts, well... you get the picture. Let's just say I have, if I'm lucky, approximately three whole minutes to get a good picture of each chick if I want Dan the Man's help. So, I'm looking for a new photography assistant if anyone is interested! Pay is terrible, but rewards are wonderful!



Cornish Cross 3 weeks old



Gold Star 3 weeks old



Americana 3 weeks old



Barred Rock 3 weeks old (black one)



Cornish Cross & Barred Rock kissing, how sweet!



Come back my sweet, I wish to kiss you again!


If anyone wants to come visit the chicks, you are more than welcomed! 200 more newly hatched chicks come on Friday, so we'll have a total of 600!! You really should come to see them, children are welcome and will love it!

Saturday, April 17, 2010

The Chicks are 2 Weeks Old!

Cornish Cross 2 weeks old


Well, our first batch of chicks are now two weeks old. All 200 of the Cornish Cross and the 19 egg layers. We had 25 egg layers to begin with, but 10 of them I had ordered for a friend who has since came and got his. Then I bought 4 new egg layers at The Mercantile earlier in the week. At two weeks old they graduate from the nursery brooder to the next brooder which is larger and has less heat lamps. The nursery brooder needs to be around 90 degrees warm the first few days and then you gradually decrease the heat as the chicks begin to get their feathers. It's amazing how fast they grow in just two short weeks. By the time they are ready to leave the nursery, they have just about outgrown it.


Cornish Cross 2 weeks old

The new brooder they are in now is about four times bigger than the nursery brooder. I will gradually "wean" the chicks from the lights completely so that by the time they are four weeks old and have all their feathers, they will be ready to go outside. This applies to the Cornish Cross (meat birds) and not the egg layers. The egg layers don't grow near as fast as the meat birds so they will stay in the brooder until they have all their feathers.


Gold Star (egg layer) 2 weeks old

Once the egg layers have all their feathers, then it will be time to gradually introduce them to my one year old egg layers. Chickens have a definite pecking order and if I introduced the new chickens to the old chickens before they could defend themselves I think I would end up with disastrous results. I will partition a part of the egg layers coop so that the new birds will have their own space in the coop but won't be in physical contact with the old chickens, but they will be able to see each other and get to know each other this way first.


Barred Rock (egg layer) 2 weeks old

We moved the 2 week old chicks on Thursday. On Friday we received our second batch of chicks. 200 more of them, so now we have 400 chicks!! So the new babies are in the nursery and the 2 week old chicks are in the 2nd brooder. There is never a dull moment around here this time of year!


Americana (egg layer) 2 weeks old

If you need an escape from the city, or even if you live in the country and want to come see the chicks you are always welcome. You know every proud parent loves showing off their children! Just give me a call! Seriously, you'd have fun and your kids would love you if you brought them here to see the chicks. I only ask one small favor that if you are bringing children that you realize that this is not a petting zoo and I ask that I be present to help with any holding of the chicks.

Come see why a day in the country is worth a month in town!