Chickens are not the best aviators in the world, and ours are no exception. They do their best to get from point A to point B when flying is required, but sometimes the results are humorous, as today’s photo demonstrates.
On the other hand, the hens are also able to bound six feet and higher if they want to be on top of their Saint Brigid of Kildare Chicken Coop. We’ve yet to see them get onto high tree branches, but maybe that is yet to come.
At this time we are getting about two dozen or so fresh eggs each day from our flock of forty-five.
We are constantly entertained by the antics of our poultry flock. Part of the simple pleasures of cloistered life.
Blessed week.
Abbot Christian and the monks
