Talley, 12 day old americauna chick

The chicks are doing quite well. They are two weeks old today. We moved them into a bigger brooder this week and were thrilled that the new brooder still fit into the bathroom.

They make daily changes and their personalities are coming out more and more every day.

Talley loves to be held and cuddled. She patiently waits for her turn looking up at us with such a sweetness.

They’ve all started their wing feathers and their tail feathers are adorable. Blender is starting to get her white bars and Edie, she’s gonna be hot mess. Her feathers go everywhere.

Maude is very sweet and loving, she’s another one that loves to be held for hours.

Gracie is soft and fluffy. And Hillary? That girl is going places. She’s gonna be the boss.

We took photos on Sunday when they were 12 days old. I’ll post them later this week.

Right now I’m supposed to be doing my taxes and the chicks could very easily be my diversion.



Painting my way through the alphabet

Emma is one of those goofy weimies you never forget. She was Holly’s dog through and through. They had a mutual admiration society that compared to none. Holly doted on Emma, especially when she reached her senior years and in return Emma gave Holly an unconditional love that was the best.

When Emma’s hind-end got weak, Holly helped her get around… with a wheel chair, with a waist brace and by carrying her when necessary. Emma wanted to please Holly and would let her do whatever she needed to do.

Just before her 14th birthday, Emma was diagnosed with lymphoma. We were all devastated, but Holly’s heart was shattered into a million pieces.

The day came to say goodbye to Emma and as sad as it was, we all did our best to celebrate her. On her very last photo, Holly held her hand over Emma’s heart promising to hold Emma in her own heart for a lifetime.

Emma, the original photo

Portrait of a dachshund

Portrait of  Darby  

Painting my way through the alphabet

Darby and his brother Ozzie have been to Nature’s Pet Wilsonville a couple of times at our mini sessions we’ve held. These two little dachshunds are delightful. Sometimes Darby has to be convinced he wants his portrait taken and when he does, he shines. Both he and Ozzie are stunning, but when Darby graces the camera, it truly is special.

Here is Darby’s original photo.

Two dachshunds

Ozzie and Darby

Hillary, black australorp.  

It’s Monday night and our five-day chick maternity leave is over. We’ve literally been able to watch them grow before our very eyes and they are finally settling down and letting us hold them. Karen and I have taken turns every day going in to hold them, call them by name and ever so gently stroke their heads.

Most of the time they fall asleep in our hands and it feels almost as if they are purring.

The coolest thing ever.

Each one is developing their own personality.

Hillary is bursting with self-confidence. She’s always the first to notice something new. She’s also the biggest of the chicks. As you can see from her photo, her wings are developing nicely and she has the cutest darn little tail feathers. She is perfectly content sleeping on her back in Karen’s hands. And, she is also spending more and more time on the make-shift swing Karen built for their brooder.

Gracie, a mystery bantam but we’re secretly hoping she’s a silkie

Gracie is the tiniest, a petite little chick. She also has a gentle personality. She’s the quickest to settle down and fall asleep in our hands. We are really hoping she will be a silkie. Her eggs will be about a third of the size of the others, but that is OK with us. Her feathers will require a little more care when she moves out to the coop. The coop will be nice and dry but I suspect their run will be more mud than not, especially in the winter.

Her wing feathers sprouted almost over night and they are growing so fast, it’s almost like we could watch them grow.

Blender, a Plymouth barred rock   

Sweet, sweet Blender. She’s the content one. She kinda toddles around with the other chicks scratching in their bedding. Blender loves to be held. She’d stay in our hands all day if she could.

Maude, an olive egger   

Maude is also super sweet and ready for her modeling career. When we did photos this afternoon she worked the catwalk like a pro.

I adore her little tuft of feathers that will soon be tail feathers. She’s almost as big as Hillary. Like Blender, she would be held all day if she could.

Talley, an americauna   

Talley waits to be picked up. Today I just laid my hand down in the brooder and she promptly jumped up on one of my fingers as if she were already roosting. Talley is another one that was born to model.

Her tail feathers are probably the most developed of all the chicks and her wings are just beautiful.

Edie, a mystery bantam, guessing maybe a frizzle   

Edie, Edie, Edie. Her feathers on her wings are all over the place. We are guessing she might be a frizzle chick. Her personality is quirky, just like her feathers. This girl just wants to have fun.

Neither Karen nor I have ever had chickens. I’ve always loved to photograph them. Nobody told us they were pooping machines. Holy smokes! I can’t even count the number of times we have had to change their water.


Timber and the squirrel   

On an average coffee morning out in the barn we can have hundreds of birds fly in and wander through the feeders. We also have a dozen or resident squirrels.

Fortunately Timber and Zip have never bothered with the birds, but the squirrels drive them crazy. This morning the squirrels were particularly suicidal. Yesterday, if Timber hadn’t slipped in the mud, the squirrel would have been a goner. Not something we wanted to witness.

This morning, the squirrels stayed just out of harms way but they drove Timber crazy.