the HENS

6 White Leghorn Chicken Layers were given to our family the day we moved back to Vermont from the New York City Area. The 76 acre farm’s future was yet to be realized as we were green and inexperienced in terms of working the land or tending to livestock. We happily accepted the gift and placed them into the existing coup. Overnight 3 Hens died. Shocked by the traumas of farm life we immediately fixed up the coup to insure the chicken’s safety. At that moment we realized our commitment to protect and care for these most lovely creatures and ordered our first flock. Our chicken count now stands at 150. Our Hens are organically raised with love and produce a colorful array of nourishing fresh farm eggs. Breakfast at the farm for the 4 Harris Kids has never been so good!

The key to everything is patience. You get the chicken by hatching the egg, not by smashing it.
— Arnold H. Glasow

It may be hard for an egg to turn into a bird: it would be a jolly sight harder for it to learn to fly while remaining an egg. We are like eggs at present. And you cannot go on indefinitely being just an ordinary, decent egg. We must be hatched or go bad.
— C. S. Lewis