Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Name This Rooster

I posted this photo of our Barred Rock Rooster on Instagram the other night, with the invitation for you guys to help me name him. I don't know if he'll be staying with us or not, but regardless, he's a handsome fella and he needs a good name, don't you agree? .
Some of the best responses came in. Seriously, I couldn't stop smiling while I read these:
Oreo
Wookie
Roux
Drumstick
Mr. Bingley
Mr. Darcy
Howard

So, tell me---what would YOU name this rooster? Give me a great name idea or pick one from the list above and if I choose it, maybe I'll even mail you a prize. Yes, I think I'll do that. It sounds fun.
So tonight, I thought I'd share just a  few photos from our slice of Country in the Cul-de-sac. I've also been pinning a bunch of charming urban farming type stuff over on my Country in the Cul-de-Sac board. If you're into this type of thing, feel free to join me over there.
Honestly, this whole chicken thing has been far more fun than I ever expected it to be. 3 of our oldest hens are now laying daily. Big Mama, our biggest one, who LOOKS like she'd be an egg machine is the last one to lay. It's ironic that she still isn't laying, but I guess it just proves that looks aren't everything.
The garden is thriving, although it needs a good weeding and some serious love. I jumped in head first at the beginning of summer and as life has become a bit crazier, my time out there has been less frequent. I've still been watering, but that's about it. Oh and as you can see, Eliza has been "helping".

Tomatoes to garnish taco soup. 
 My sweet friend Stephanie is the one who turned me onto Lemon Cucumbers. I'd never heard of such a thing! So, I planted a few of them in a couple of large pots and they're thriving.
Today I ate my first lemon cucumber and it was amazing! No, it doesn't really taste like a lemon. I'd say that it simply tastes like a better-than-average cucumber. I do like that name though- lemon cucumber. It sounds inviting, doesn't it?


Compared to most people, our garden is probably quite small and sometimes when I remember that, my joy can quickly get zapped away. Isn't that ridiculous? The size of something should NEVER be the determining factor of the amount of joy that we allow it to bring us.

This summer our little Urban Farm has been so much fun. Not only can you live in town, but you can grow some of your own food and go out and collect your own eggs every day. To watch our kids experience this and to see that it's normal to them, just feels right to me.

It's the simple things like watching the chickens wander around the yard while I fold laundry that make me smile. I'm a country girl at heart and to have a piece of that in our cul-de-sac is God's way of showing me that He's into the details.

So, what would you name that rooster? 
 ♥ Angela

1 comment:

  1. He is gorgeous and I vote for the name "ROCKY"!! the rooster.

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