We Have Chickens!

Talk over the fences between us 'neighbors' at Walker Creek, if there were any fences, has been about chickens recently.

After a bit of ongoing banter, one community meeting, the transformation of an abandoned sheep shed, and the offer of five free hens -- we Creekers are in doing a happy-egg dance.

The kids named them the minute they met them. "Rootbeer!" and "Sawdust!" for the brown hens, says Noah. Fluffy for the big white one and Cotton for the smaller one. Katey chimes in, "And... Lolipop!" (go figure, her favorite food) is offered up as a name for one of them. Hannon deliberates over the rooster. "I think it should be 'Flame'." I say, how about Lolipop? Hannon grimaces. No way. Later, it gets established. The rooster henceforth shall be named: Flame Sword.

Teresa and Claire are busy turning brown paper egg cartons into custom works of art in gilded tones. Creeker Eggs, coming soon to a fridge near you (if you are so lucky!)