A few weeks ago, we corralled the chickens into the garden and let them scratch away at the soil to their hearts’ content. Little did they know they were actually breaking up clumps of dirt and spreading compost.
Last week, after we had finished most of the harvest, we released the girls again, but this time we let them free-range all day. As Will turned the soil over with a shovel, they immediately jumped in and started scratching away. Sometimes, they didn’t even wait for the shovel to get out of the way. They scratched, they pooped, they dirt-bathed, they stood at the garage and begged for scratch, and finally, they went to bed exhausted. It was fantastic.