That's not to say that everything will go smoothly, and that nothing 'bad' will happen even though I seem to be perpetually caught by surprise when it does. Last week I was so excited when I found the egg with the heartbeat, and even more shocked when it disappeared. After moving through the sadness of the loss, I was resolved to create a better environment for the ladies.
A simple solution was to retro-fit a dog kennel with some wire mesh to thwart any marauders from stealing the eggs. I lined the openings on the sides and the front door with this handy wire mesh:
Even though the lessons are hard, I am so grateful for my chickens and all they are teaching me about life. It is a miracle, fragile yet resilient. You just have to stay in there, ride that wave of loss, keep an open and buoyant heart, and you'll catch a glimpse of that new beginning.
And the hens and chicks? Well, suffice it to say our Lady is still sitting on the same two eggs (plus another new one). But I'm not counting on anything. Let's just ride this one out shall we?