Photography by Maria.
Every few days, Hilltops chickens move to a fresh new green area of the paddock.
Our nomadic tribe of chickens are healthy, and the eggs - delicious.
Photography by Maria.
Mustering sheep today.
If you look long and hard, you will inevitably see a chicken and an egg somewhere at Hilltops farm. Perhaps in the clouds.
I really like it here, on top of our caravan. I have the sun on my feathers and the wind in my face. I might even lay my egg right here, where you can never reach it.
The Top of the World Chicken.
This chicken likes to lay her egg in the faraway layer every morning, in peace and quiet from all her friends.
Now we caught her running back to join them.
The Hilltops Egg Farm Spa Salon is open, located in a beautiful shaded area near the dry creek, with a view of the hills. Our ladies chose the spot themselves. They enjoy taking turns in the dust baths, while the Maremma dogs keep watch and make sure the ladies are not disturbed during their healthy hygiene ritual.
Dust bathing is crucial for the chickens' health: dust cleans the feathers and absorbs excess moisture and oil from the skin. Dust bathing kills parasites attached to the chickens' skin by covering them with a fine coat that blocks their breathing, causing them to suffocate.
We have our sheep on one hill, the chickens on the next hill, and our crops ready to plough in on the third one. Sustainable, rotational farming at its best at Hilltops eggs farm.
The sun's rays have a warm glow, the wind has lost its icy brush, the grass is not frosted in the morning.
You can tell that Spring is not far away now.
Chicken Disneyland = fallen trees in the paddock where we moved our chickens. They are having so much fun!
Photography by Maria.
It is a fact rarely acknowledged that Robert Frost, the poet, was a poultry farmer.
During the day, he did what we all do: collect eggs, repair caravans, and take in the scenery.
At night, he wrote poetry.
It might be the view of hilltops (like this one) that inspired some the wonderful Nature imagery in Frost's poems.
Hilltops Free Range eggs received the Champion ribbon at the Royal Canberra Poultry Show this weekend.
We are delighted and honored. We thank everyone in our team for the countless hours of hard work and love for our chickens.
The professional jury measured and scored all eggs according to 9 criteria, and Hilltops eggs received perfect scores in 5 of those criteria: yolk, albumen, chalazae, freshness, shell texture, freshness, bloom and appearance.
In the beautiful sunset light, our chickens like to wander far and wide. These two ladies came to chat with me a while.
It was in 1666 that sir Isaac Newton was sitting under a tree and contemplating the stellar problems and - Eureka - had his groundbreaking idea of gravity.
Relaxing and hanging under the trees, our chickens are contemplating the poultry problems of getting delicious worms and making one's feathers pretty.
One never knows when the Eureka moment could hit.
After weeks of welding, cutting, hammering, digging, burying, we welcomed a new flock of girls. The new addition to the family is enjoying the autumn revival of fresh new clover under the tall phalaris grass.
The pursuit of happiness made simple: grass, a dog and a kid. And some fresh eggs. Happy New Year everyone!
A few thoughts on yolk color: We find our eggs' color varies with the season, and with the different paddocks that the chickens forage through.
Different patches of grass produce different color of egg yolk: lucern is the most orange, clover is bright yellow, phalaris grass produces lighter yellow.
There is also a difference between seasons, which depend on the rainfall and the balance between green matter and dry (sweeter) matter.
However, as the American Egg Association says, "Color has no relationship to egg quality, flavor, nutritive value, cooking characteristics or shell thickness".
At the end of the long working day, we pause and take in the view:
the sky, the chickens, the hilltops.
Beauty in the moment.
We are all standing on the shoulders of giants.
Or at least, giant eggs.
The phrase comes from Latin, "nanos gigantum humeris insidentes", or 'dwarfs on the shoulders of giants'. We are all discovering the truth building on all previous discoveries.
Or, as Isaac Newton put it in 1675: "If I have seen further, it is by standing on the shoulders of giants".
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