Pear Butter

My canning diary, to keep track of when I pick things (in east central Wisconsin) and which recipes turn out best.

Sunday, November 09, 2008

I let the chicks out a few times in the last week when it got up above 60. The banties were very interested. Big Helga (the rooster) scratched his feet, lowered his wings, and did a little dance for them. Then he tried to jump one of them. The red hen tried to peck them. I drove her away. The grey hen would stay in the background clucking nervously.

The kids keep feeding them ornamental crabapples. Great fun.





Miss Fusspot at six weeks. I think it's Fusspot. It could be Sweetie.
















The banties discovered the porch. They make their rounds once a day or so.

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