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Far From My Muddy Valley

23 Saturday Sep 2017

Posted by Jodi in Chickens, Farm Life

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After 35+ years working and raising our family, my DH and I are finally on the European tour we’ve always talked about, leaving our muddy valley in the capable hands of our live-in farmhand.

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In typical crazy chicken lady fashion, I’ve kept an eye out for chicken-related art as we’ve made our way through England, Holland, Belgium, France, Italy and now Hungary and Germany.

I’ve only found two artists, Jan Steen and Melchior de Hondecoeter – both Dutchmen – who painted chickens. Hondecoeter in particular focused on birds. At the time he painted his Eagles Attacking Chickens (below) in 1673, critics said he “…displays the maternity of the hen with as much tenderness and feeling as Raphael the maternity of Madonnas.”

I agree, and I’ve seen lots of Raphaels lately.

Now hanging in the Louvre in Paris, Hondecoeter’s scene blew me away. The mama hen’s fury, the chicks’ panic, the rooster’s bravery; it’s all quite wonderful. Zoom in to see what I mean.

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I have a Jan Steen print “The Poultry Yard”, 1660, at home, and as with all his work, there’s lots going on.

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Steen didn’t specialize in birds like Hondecoeter, he took a humorous look at daily life. His paintings are lively to the point of chaos and lustfulness, so much that “a Jan Steen household”, meaning a messy scene, became a Dutch proverb of the time. His paintings included chickens because every household had them.

In the Rijks Museum, in Amsterdam, I found some chicken porcelain and pottery, decorative and lovely, but dead somehow; it doesn’t tell a story like Hondecoeter’s masterpiece or Steen’s slices of daily life.

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We have more museums to see still, the British Museum in London is on our list for sure and maybe more. Hopefully I will find another Hondecoeter or two, or even discover another chicken-appreciating artist.

It’s been a great trip so far, and a long break from farm chores too. But I will be glad to get back to my muddy little valley next month, where I shall sit beside a cozy winter fire and remember all the sights, sounds, smells and scenery of our old world tour.

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Biosecurity in the Barnyard

05 Tuesday Sep 2017

Posted by Jodi in Chickens, Farm Produce

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TL;DR Can I see your chickens? Maaaybe…maybe not.

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Can I see your operation? I’d love to see your coops! I’d to view your [insert breed here] group. All perfectly reasonable customer requests.

Lots of visitors visit our muddy valley to pick up hatching eggs, chicks and older birds. 90% don’t get anywhere near the barnyard and my “closed flock”. I never offer, and often they don’t ask.

Don’t get me wrong, I love to show off my chicken empire. Not only does it reassure customers that this isn’t a “chicken mill”, but I am proud of my birds, and my hard work. And I know it shows in my healthy flocks and well maintained facilities. But chickens have a thousand ways to die, and biosecurity failures are at the top of the list.

Your speck of mud, from your barnyard, can carry disease to my flocks. Disease my birds have no resistance to. And vice versa. Neither of us need that heartbreak.

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If asked, I always say the same thing… “sure, if you change your shoes and don’t touch anything”.

The reactions I get vary from “oh, no worries, these are my barnyard shoes, it’s ok if they get more dirty”, to “Um…” sideways glance “sure…”, to “Huh? Why?”, to a flat out “No!”. Once I explain, most folks are happy to cooperate, but there are always a few who won’t play. That’s fine with me too. I leave the ball in their court.

Some folks seem embarrassed as they refuse, and I wonder why. Are their socks holey? Are their feet bare, or dirty? Do they not like my offered shoes? Or are they worried about their foot odor?  Heck, that last one should never be an issue, chicken poop smells a whole lot worse than any feet!

One thing I never worry about is what people think. I simply take refuge in my crazy chicken lady label and let it go, knowing I am doing right by my flocks.

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