One of life's little joys occurred this weekend. Elaine and I raise heritage Rhode Island Reds, and it is natural for our chickens to stop laying eggs some time in late fall. The laying typically stops when the birds are in the molting process. The last egg came around Thanksgiving time.
Friday, I found an egg inside the chicken coop. Monday morning, I found two more. One of those eggs was on the ground, probably the work of one of our pullets which probably hasn't figured out when her body is telling her it is emitting an egg.
So it was time to put the nesting boxes back in what we call "The Little Red Hen House," which consists mostly of our younger chickens. And to make sure that the nesting boxes in "The Big Red Hen House" are clean.
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