There is nothing exotic about Marilyn or Madelyn.

The poor birds do their share of work by pushing out a lovely brown egg a day each. And yet do visitors stop to exclaim “My what a beautiful chicken!” like they do with the Polish hens? Does anyone admire their graceful movements, as with the white leghorns and their fashion runway walk? Does anyone listen for their beautiful voices, as with T. Boone Chickens?

They aren’t even athletic. While the other chickens can jump to snatch a treat from their bell toy in the outside run, the black hens can only stand underneath and look longingly at the lettuce. People laugh at their pitiful attempts to hop off the ground. The black chickens just can’t jump.

Marilyn 2

To add insult to injury, we can’t even tell them apart. That’s right. They look just alike.  We use the names Madelyn and Marilyn interchangeably between the two of them.

Marilyn sm

But they’re lovely hens, I think. I can’t tell you which is which. But I still find them quite lovely.

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8 Responses to “The Indignity of Being a Plain Chicken”

  1. Kristi Says:

    I think they are quite pretty. I like the red feathers peeking out under the darker feathers.

  2. Lynn Says:

    I think Madelyn and Marilyn are beautiful hens! I hope my little ones grow up to be as pretty! The other chickens have been taught tricks (to jump up & get a treat)? Wow – I’ll have to go back over your older posts to read about that! I’ve never thought about teaching chickens tricks- I’ll have to work on that with my little ones now! I bet they could do something neat… Thanks for the idea!

  3. Rick Says:

    Robin-
    Band one of the chickens with a leg band, that way you can tell who is who! Available at your local feed store.

  4. Robin Ripley Says:

    Thanks Kristi!

    Lynn – Chickens will do almost anything for a treat. You can train them to eat from your hand, sit on your lap, come when you call, climb on your shoulder. Just have a can of corn and they’ll do anything!

    Rick – You’re a genius!

    Robin
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  5. Mr. McGregor's Daughter Says:

    But do they know that they’re just plain chickens? Ignorance is bliss.
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  6. Dee/reddirtramblings Says:

    Black chickens are my faves. I especially love Australops. Yours are pretty with their shiny feathers and red accents which look like the perfect female accessory. We love them too.~~Dee

  7. Alexandra Says:

    Hi
    This is the first time that I’ve been to your blog… I’ll try to visit

    it again and again.
    You are getting chickens! My mom got chickens when I was a schoolgirl.
    I’d like to get chickens but I can,t. My best wishes..

  8. Kitty Parmley Says:

    *I* think they’re cute. I wish I had a dress that had that black over red effect. And if you are getting an egg a day from they, they are useful, too.

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March 7th, 2010

It’s official. Dawn over at Owl Hollow News won the Grocery Gardening drawing.  Congratulations, Dawn. I hope you enjoy the book.

What’s on your plate today? The weather here is sunny and at least not frigid. I’ll continue my early spring garden cleanup and also clean and repair bird houses. The bluebirds have made their return and are already checking out the real estate. What a joy to watch over my Sunday morning coffee.

Robin

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March 6th, 2010

I find this one of the most anxiety-producing times of the year in the garden.

As I head outside and begin the winter cleanup, the whole summer garden thing just seems incredibly overwhelming. There’s so much to do. And I’m just one person out there. Honestly, I felt like sitting down to have a good cry about mid-afternoon. But I managed to put one foot in front of the other and actually got a good amount of tidy-up work done. Tomorrow will be more of the same.

Thank you everyone who left a comment explaining how you approach reading and leaving comments on blog posts. The cumulative input has been extremely helpful. The overall consensus is that you’ll read comments if it’s an interesting discussion. You don’t usually subscribe to comments because it clogs up your email box. And you’ll only check back to see if the author has responded if you’ve left a question. That about sums it up.

On another note, I have selected by random number generator the winner of Grocery Gardening. She’s been notified. When she responds back, I’ll announce who she is.

Thank you everyone!

Robin Ripley

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February 22nd, 2010

My lawn is a wreck.

I went outside to re-fill the bird feeders—AGAIN. The parts of my lawn that don’t look like the frozen tundra resemble a swamp. With every step I take my foot sinks down at least an inch. Walking to the feeders I can see my path in the mud.

I also see that we lost one small ornamental tree by the driveway as well as one of my rose trellises, which succumbed to the weight of the snow.

Spring better hurry up and get here. I have a lot of work to do.

Robin

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February 17th, 2010

Are you sick of everyone talking about the weather? I am too, but here goes…

There is so much snow on the ground, I don’t know when it’ll all melt. On top of that, much of it has iced to the extent that moving it from one place to another requires a pick ax. Walking in the back yard to fill the bird feeders is like walking on a bumpy ice rink. There are trees and bushes that need a bit of first aid to remove partially broken branches, but I don’t dare risk skating across the ice with my pruners. Not yet anyway.

Still, there is hope. Although we’re expecting snow flurries today, the weather should warm up into the forties in the next few days, providing some melting relief.

But really, all this unrelieved WHITE is getting to me!

Robin

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