Lori!!!!!! PLEASE check carefully on your hens!!!! That poor hen is being tormented by another!!!! They may be missing something in their diet, etc. (If my grandfather was here, he might offer a solution—-he had only 40,000 hens at a time!!!) Now, after seeing that picture of that hen, I will probably have bad dreams tonight about someone pulling all my hair out! HA
Maggie, It is amazing that your grandfather had 40,000 hens at a time!!!
The hens are not mine! I was visiting a very nice farm…the animals are well-cared for and I noticed the bald spot on the hen, but, naive me–had no idea what caused it!!
I would never have chosen that photo as a Silent Sunday–I chose it for the light and composition! I talked to one of the caretakers on the farm yesterday and they told me the tormentor had already been removed. I hope you didn’t have any bad dreams!
Oh, Lori!!! Thank you for following up with the owners of that hen!!!! Yep!! Papa and Uncle Alvin kept that many going all the time for years!!!
Can you imagine how many “feed sacks” that Granny washed over the years? She had customers who would select a particular pattern on a sack and she would write it down and make sure that Papa would order the feed in those chosen sacks!
She sold the sacks for 5 cents, and they were all used!!! Women made pillowcases, sheets, and clothes from the pretty sacks!!
I didn’t live close enough (and was too young) to get to save any of them. People looked at the sacks back then as for poor people who could not afford to “go to town” and buy yardage!!
I don’t know why my mother did not have Granny “put some by” for herself????
Can you imagine what a1000 or so of those feed sacks would be worth today
in 2018?!!! The “reproduction prints” look amazingly similar to the ones that I remember!!
It was hard and dusty work, then the eggs were gathered, put in a washing machine, candled (to look inside the egg), weighed and placed in the appropriate carton.
Like the farm that I grew up on, there was no such thing as taking a vacation, chores had to be done, livestock looked after, and crops harvested.
Thanks, Lori for going down memory lane with me tonight.
I am so glad you are posting again at The Inbox Jaunt – I have missed you! I know you and your family have gone through a tough time in the past few weeks. I send hugs of comfort and condolences on the loss of your dear mother. Many fond memories of her will always be in your heart!
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Marta
Call P. Allen Smith, he raises chickens !! He has a beautiful farm and home but it needs some quilts, IMHO !
Maggie A Drafts
Lori!!!!!! PLEASE check carefully on your hens!!!! That poor hen is being tormented by another!!!! They may be missing something in their diet, etc. (If my grandfather was here, he might offer a solution—-he had only 40,000 hens at a time!!!) Now, after seeing that picture of that hen, I will probably have bad dreams tonight about someone pulling all my hair out! HA
Lori Kennedy
Maggie, It is amazing that your grandfather had 40,000 hens at a time!!!
The hens are not mine! I was visiting a very nice farm…the animals are well-cared for and I noticed the bald spot on the hen, but, naive me–had no idea what caused it!!
I would never have chosen that photo as a Silent Sunday–I chose it for the light and composition! I talked to one of the caretakers on the farm yesterday and they told me the tormentor had already been removed. I hope you didn’t have any bad dreams!
Maggie A Drafts
Oh, Lori!!! Thank you for following up with the owners of that hen!!!! Yep!! Papa and Uncle Alvin kept that many going all the time for years!!!
Can you imagine how many “feed sacks” that Granny washed over the years? She had customers who would select a particular pattern on a sack and she would write it down and make sure that Papa would order the feed in those chosen sacks!
She sold the sacks for 5 cents, and they were all used!!! Women made pillowcases, sheets, and clothes from the pretty sacks!!
I didn’t live close enough (and was too young) to get to save any of them. People looked at the sacks back then as for poor people who could not afford to “go to town” and buy yardage!!
I don’t know why my mother did not have Granny “put some by” for herself????
Can you imagine what a1000 or so of those feed sacks would be worth today
in 2018?!!! The “reproduction prints” look amazingly similar to the ones that I remember!!
It was hard and dusty work, then the eggs were gathered, put in a washing machine, candled (to look inside the egg), weighed and placed in the appropriate carton.
Like the farm that I grew up on, there was no such thing as taking a vacation, chores had to be done, livestock looked after, and crops harvested.
Thanks, Lori for going down memory lane with me tonight.
lilquilter
Dear Lori,
I am so glad you are posting again at The Inbox Jaunt – I have missed you! I know you and your family have gone through a tough time in the past few weeks. I send hugs of comfort and condolences on the loss of your dear mother. Many fond memories of her will always be in your heart!
Quilt on! Warm regards from Wilmington, DE.
Anne from the Island
oh poor thing. hear lots of funny chicken stories. Happy Sunday-Funday!
Barbara Keefer
A rooster most likely did that.
Phyllis Arnold
Memories on the farm. Always afraid to grab those eggs under the hens!!
Cheri
Ah, I remember our chickens! They scared me!
Lori Hope
Is that from molting?? One of my chickens is molting, but she doesn’t have a bald spot THAT big!
Janette
I agree,
Sandy
OUCH!
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