As I write this, an owl is perched in one of our large pines. It has been perched on a moss covered branch for hours, watching. I suspect this bird of prey is waiting for the chickens to come out. The Owl must be eager for a quick breakfast. I can’t let the chickens out to free range because our tiny bantam, Harriett, is small enough to be carried off. Truly, an Owl can make quick work of any unsuspecting chicken.
Luckily, our chickens are well protected in their run and have space to forage safely inside. However, we have one particular chicken who takes to eating eggs when she isn’t free ranging. In protest to her lack of freedom, she will wander into the nesting boxes and eat as many eggs as she can find. Sometimes this is due to vitamin deficiency or stress. In Sweetie Bug’s case (that’s her name), she’s just bored and looking to cause problems.
This Owl scenario has left me running back and forth from the house collecting eggs as quickly as possible. I can’t let too many pile up and let Sweetie Bug lay waste to them.
This silly scenario has me thinking about the delicate balance of farm life. The presence of a silly Owl in a tree has altered my entire morning. What a strange thought…
Nature continues to amaze me here on Josephine Farm. The other night I found a skunk sleeping in the chicken coop. I screamed when I discovered it simply because I wasn’t expecting to see fur but rather feathers. The skunk looked at me and sauntered off, totally unaffected. It clearly lacked humility and was the most entitled skunk I’ve ever encountered. Last fall I watched squirrels carry whole apples away from our orchard until there were no more to pick. I had no idea a squirrel could be so bold.
Every farmer and gardener will tell you…there is no controlling nature. I just hope Mr Owl moves shortly so I stop rescuing eggs from Sweetie Bug!
