Fourth of July and Visits With Hens

Brooke and Don at San Simeon Beach

We had visitors over the Fourth of July weekend. On our agenda was playing in the sand and water at San Simeon Beach, peeking over the bluffs at the elephant seals along Hwy. 1, watching the Cayucos parade, and of course, exclaiming over fireworks ignited over the ocean at the beachside Shamel Park in Cambria. We had what felt like a private viewing from our deck. Snuggling under blankets, our granddaughter never made it to the fireworks finale before her eyes closed and she fell sound asleep.

Parading in Cayucos

We were away from home much of the time over the holiday, but when we did come home, visiting the hens and gathering eggs was the thing granddaughter Brooke wanted to do the most.

The hens are used to children and, like dogs, follow them around hoping they will drop a crumb or two on the ground. The hens have never pecked a human but I remember as a child being chased by a hen or rooster. The more we ran from them, the more aggressive they became. My poor mother used to have to take a broom with her to hang out the laundry. She’d swing that old broom and the hens would take off running.

I’m glad our hens are tame. I made an agreement with them early on that they would have to be pets as well as egg layers or they’d end up in a soup pot. So far, so good.

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