I would not have ever imagined while living in downtown Memphis or working and playing all over the South that I would marry a park ranger and live 35 miles from the largest "city".
Whenever mom sees someone that I went to high school with, she says, "oh, she is doing great, she has a wonderful husband, 2 of the greatest little boys, and you know what, she has chickens." Can you imagine what goes through these people's heads? From head cheerleader, debutante, college soccer player, professional public relations practitioner to the chicken lady.
Anyway, we do have laying hens for fresh eggs (about 6 eggs a day) and during the summer we run about 100 meat chickens, pastured poultry. What that means in layman terms (for the non-chicken owners out there), we raise chickens directly on green pasture which allows the birds to receive a significant amount of pasture forage as feed. They are moved on to fresh grass twice a day in a floorless pen so they are raised in a cleaner, healthier environment. Then, after about 6 weeks, it is slaughter day. This is not my favorite day of the year, but it is worth it to have healthy, non-steroid, arsenic, and whatever else filled chickens. Yes, we do have the equipment so don't think I am sitting there plucking chickens, now that would be something to tell my high school friends.
Prior to preparing our garden for planting, we move our laying hens and the pesky rooster into the floorless pen on our garden spot. They are able to forage around, work on some of the weeds and leave their droppings behind to fertilize.
I just finished tilling the garden (for the second time) and am getting ready to plant soon. I can't wait for fresh tomatoes to use in my salsa!
You can see the chicken pen in the far back left corner of the garden.
The Park Wife