Yesterday was the last living day for Hen Who Crows, as her neck met the chopping block. We did tell her nearly everyday, “An egg a day keeps the hatchet away,” so she was fair ‘game.’
So this is a 30 second tribute video to the beautiful white chicken, which lived 2 years ruling the roost, eating cracked corn and not laying a single egg.
(well having trouble posting the clip... will try later) As we sat down for dinner we had a few good laughs as we decided the best way to describe her delicious free range, no hormone, no antibiotics, farm wandering, no egg laying existence boiled down to “Fun, delicious and challenging.” Maybe she is having the last ‘craw’ while we ate her meat like a picture from a renaissance feast, with our hands and teeth tearing away the meat because she was one tough bird! So another day is upon us, it is a quiet morning at 4:30 AM My Guy* gets up for work. From my bedroom window I hear nothing, not a “craw’ or a single hen wrestling around in the chicken trying to stay away from the Hen Who Crows as she always bullied the younger hens. I let them out of their coop this morning when the sun was just over the horizon, but still below the trees. The ladies hopped off the nesting roost as if still having the best morning of their young lives, a late morning with a lot of rest. Today will be a peaceful day, and let's pray none of the other hens feel they need to be the dominant bird! I worked little while in the pottery studio last night, and coupled with the butchering of Hen Who Crows I dreamt of beautiful bird shaped pottery with a light grey glaze and a blue trimmed opening with a wispy design near the wing. I wonder if it was a gift from above or if I have seen it somewhere and it’s written in my subconscious?
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