Category : Backyard Chickens

May is Transition Challenge Month

Transition Challenge Month, yup. Brought to you by the Transition United States, yup. Clearer now? Until I was asked to teach a Backyard Chicken class for a Reskilling Festival co-hosted by Transition Ann Arbor, I did not know either. Nor had I heard the phrases “peak oil” or “energy descent”. But in my humble opinion, [...]

Reflections on the One Year Anniversary of the Egg Recall

A year ago this month, there was a national egg recall. You would think more communities would be welcoming the chicken to backyards as a result. Unfortunately, that does not seem to be the case – many cities are still mired in debatessimilar to what happened in Grand Rapids, MI last August. The egg recall [...]

Ann Arbor Adieu on Annarbor.com

Ann Arbor Adieu on Annarbor.com

On Sunday, I watched two of my “girls” deflowered by a rooster. I had been feeling wary of this upcoming event and my role as a chicken pimp, but we had no choice. Either we were going to kill the girls and bring them with us to our temporary rental home in the freezer, or [...]

Cooped up backyard chickens revel in the melting snow

I returned Wednesday to Ann Arbor from a week away. I left town with snowdrifts and nary a sight of grass or earth anywhere. I return to puddles, calcifying stalagmites of gray snow forms and soil once again visible in our back garden. The soft breeze and the smell of warming earth enveloped me on [...]

Why (and how) we killed one of our chickens

(Note: This article contains very vivid descriptions of chicken slaughter.) According to Human Rights Watch, the average speed of dead poultry moving past the inspectors in a slaughtering plant is 70 per minute. That means in the time it took you to read this last sentence you would have been expected to examine six birds [...]

Time to Molt!

(In the video you can see the difference between a molting Buff Orpington and one with full plumage.) The chickens have been part of our lives for 17 months now. The patina of the unknown had faded into a routine. Thank goodness for Mother Nature. Just when I thought all was staid, she sends the [...]