This Weather is for the Birds... {Keeping Chickens and Ducks}

We'd just gotten home on Sunday, and our youngest (8) could hardly ditch his church clothes, for a pair of shorts, fast enough. You see, it was February and sunny in Seattle... something to be celebrated! Never mind it was 44 degrees (and a winter coat would soon round off his "snow day on top, beach day on bottom" look).

And then to add to the seasonal confusion, all the leaves on the ground may lead you to believe it is fall. We're a little behind on fall clean-up. Truthfully, it always takes us until spring with our little-by-little approach.

Still, the sun was shining and we felt so alive and free... 

Our almost 12-year-old's broken big toe (raising boys is not for the faint of heart) ruled out the trampoline and football, so the younger two boys took to their metal detectors. Of course the batteries were dead (this is how we roll) so plan B was put into place. Meanwhile, I let the chickens and ducks out of their run to have a little time to free roam. One of our boys yelled over to me, "Oh mom, are you having a photo shoot with the chickens?" 

Yes I am, and it's totally normal. Be good or you're next. ;)

You may remember how pleased I was when our chickens and ducks were co-existing so peacefully. I'm sad to report that our sweet (or so we thought) perma-smiling ducks have become aware of their size. (They're about twice the size of our hens.) The Peking pecking order is real here at our little farmstead. And these two rule the roost... 

I don't know what exactly it is about watching chickens that is so peaceful. But I've talked with other people who feel the same way. I always dreamed of raising our kids with animal life around them. There's something comforting about it.

Thanks so much for stopping by today...

I hope your week is off to a great start!