Of course, being a chicken farm, there are loads of chickens walking around the property, digging holes in the ground, hiding eggs and shitting. They talk, and after a while I started to realise that they make different kinds of sounds. Chickens are much more interesting than I ever could have thought.
There are several roosters around, and they are really funny creatures. They strut around, crow, chase hens and fight each other. So macho you wouldn’t believe.
But there are other birds here aswell. Like the turkey, for example. Did you know that male turkeys change the colour and length of the skin bag underneath their beak depending on mood. What might he be feeling at this particular time? Romantic, perhaps?
And here? Fiery and passionate, maybe?
There are a lot of wild birds too. The hummngbirds you’ve already seen, but for the more majestic creature, we also have a bald eagle couple. In the mornings and evenings, the usually sit in the trees around the pond in the back of the property. They’re spying on the wild duck family that live in the pond, and the stupid ducks never learn. When the eagle dives down from the tree, instead of flying, the ducks start screaming, waiting for him to pass. When I came here, there must have been ten ducklings in the pond. Now I’m not sure if there’s even five.
Many birds. A lot of new behaviour to learn how to interpret. It’s been a fascinating time here, at the chicken farm
Katja Malmborg 