I was going to write a longer post today.
Instead I stopped by the Seattle Farm Co-op to get some goo to put on the pecked chick’s head that apparently “controls cannibalism” and other unsavory behaviors. Such as continue to peck a fellow chicks featherless scabby scalp. The giant scab fell off last night so it is looking smoother now.
And then the forecast looked like this: Next 10 days = Rain. 50’s. Today was sunny and a whopping 61°F. Naturally at 61° I immediately went outside in shorts, sandals, a sleeveless shirt and armed myself with my hori-hori (weeding knife) and got to work. I had some edging to install. Chickens to integrate. Clover lawn to lie on.
And apparently we have only had 27 dry days in 2011. Does that stat make you want to suck your thumb? It does me. Really it isn’t the amount of rain that does you in, it is the consistency.
So instead I’m going to show off our new Polish chick. She is a Golden Polish and she is stunning. And hysterical looking. She looks like a rock star. Or like she is wearing a (fake) fur coat with an incredible hood. Or like Tina Turner.
Her name is Lady Guitar. Actually, Lady Guitar II. We had a Golden Polish chick last year that ended up being a rooster and he found a new home. We loved him. He was awesome. And quiet. Until he was the only roo left and began crowing nonstop. All day.
Polish hens actually aren’t from Poland. Really, why do they do this? And by ‘they’ I mean people who name things? I think they deliberately try to mess with my head. The breed actually originates from the Netherlands. I first saw a polish hen on the Seattle Tilth Chicken Coop Tour a few years back and had to have one. They just cracked me up and I had to learn more.
Incidently, if you are in the Seattle area and have an interest in gardening, urban farming, backyard animal raising, food justice or just looking at cool gardens definitely consider going. It is really fun, the gardens are fantastic and it is amazing to see how many ways people can urban farm! We’ll miss it again this year because we’ll be on the West Seattle Edible Garden Tour (again! woot!) on the same day.
Back to Polish hens. They are said to be flighty, but it isn’t because they are a pain. They just can’t see so hot with that mess of feathers up top. You know – they sometimes run into things. Or get spooked. I find that charming.
They are reportedly not the greatest egg layers. But again. That hairstyle. What you lose in egg production you make up for in laughs. That being said Calypso, our year old hen, produces 3-4 gorgeous smallish white eggs a week. So it isn’t that they are merely decorative.
They can also be picked on. I think it is jealousy of all that fabulousness in such a small 4½ pound bird but it is probably that they are easy prey with their bad vision and smaller stature. Our Calypso is the sweetest of our older gals – she is curious and engaged and no one pics on her. So who knows.
They are a riot and I’ll always have 1 or 2 in our flock.
More pics of Polish hens? Of course!