Psalms from the Hive

by Jeannie Saum, with apologies to Sondheim and Styne, from “Gypsy”

(or maybe I should apologize to the chicks, since “Gypsy” is about a stripper!)

So beguiling!

So beguiling!

Let us entertain you.  Let us make you smile.

Let us do a few tricks,  Some old and then some new tricks,

We’re very versatile.

And if you’re real good,  Well make you feel good.

We want your spirit to climb.

So let us entertain you.  We’ll have a real good time, Yes sir!

We’ll have – A real good time!

Clover, Bee, and Revery

Reverie (revery) –(n.) state of dreamy meditation or fanciful musing; a fantastic, visionary, or impractical idea


Chicks, they’re  always entertainment!   Not Broadway Theater. Not stripper poles, but entertaining, none the less!

We went out to shut the girls in the coop after going out for dinner last night.  Outside in the dark we found 1 roosting on top of the gate, 6 roosting on the small step-ladder outside, and when we walked around the corner, the rest, all in a row roosting along the ramp up to the coop!!  We thought, gee, is it too hot inside the coop!!  No, upon inspection, the door had fallen down again.  Steve had propped it up with a stick wedged in, instead of using the wire hanger on the inside! – Gotta get this fixed!
Poor babies, they were locked out of their bedroom!  They were not happy to be picked up one by one to be put to bed!  They are getting so big, I can’t do 2 or 3 at a time!  Then we turned the lights out, that had gone on by timer.  We figured that the warm weather  was hopefully here to stay and the chicks fully feathered so we need to heat the coop with lamps at night anymore.  The chicks freaked!!  Lots of peeping and squawking in the sudden darkness.  Night, night girls!  Get over it!
When I went out this morning to open their door, I did it from the inside, even though it means walking across the coop, which makes them a little skittish.  We had to put their door on the far side of the coop because we ran out of room on walls where we could mount the automatic door opener.  It has to be mounted directly over the door, so placing was limited.  It’s not a problem except at night, when they are all inside and start toskitter back outside when we walk across the coop to close the door!!  Gotta get that door opener mounted!  Maybe today.

Trying out those wings!

Trying out those wings!

When the door comes open, the girls now go pouring out, no longer afraid of theladder!  We love to watch their antics early in the morning.  We’ve set 2 chairs in the garden, just outside their run, so we can sit and be entertained!  They have little rituals when they get outside that are fun to watch.  They first run around flapping their wings and trying out their awkward flight.  They often go nose-to-nose with each other, flapping their wings in a little “chicken fight” stance.They scatter around, looking for good stuff, and if one finds something the others come running!  At times, they all go scurrying under the coop, for no apparent reason.  Evidently one of them has perceived some threat and somehow warned the others.  They definitely have flock mentality!

Where one goes, the others follow.

Where one goes, the others follow.

If one finds a worm, it is hilarious!   Even if the others aren’t near and don’t realize it, the chick with the worms starts running around the yard, worm hanging out of its mouth.  The others immediately take up the chase and around the yard they go.  The lead chick seems to be saying,  “Na, na-na, -na, na!  I’ve got a wo-orm!!  You can’t get me!”  Then she gobbles it down and the chase is over.
They love climbing on things.  I’ve put a small old step-ladder in the pen, since it is not safe for humans.  I call it their jungle gym.  They love hopping or flapping up to the different levels, to sit up high and watch.  They also like to hop onto a few leftover grape vines still coming out of the ground.  The vines have some horizontal branches on them, but are pretty wobbly.

Grape vine swings!

Grape vine swings!

It looks like the chicks  are swinging, when they hop up and sit on the swaying branch!

There’s an old oil tank out behind the coop, and we’ve even found them sitting way up there, like “King of the Hill”.  And no matter what I’ve tried, they still like to stand IN their water saucer with their dirty feet, instead of just drinking from the ground!

Can't just drink from the ground, have to stand in the water!

Can’t just drink from the ground, have to stand in the water!

I’ve told Steve I want to get a little bistro table and chairs to set out there by the coop, for our entertainment pleasure.  I’ve heard somebody say they’re  like “Farmer TV”!  Or maybe  “Farmer’s Theater”!  Not Gypsy Rose Lee, but entertaining just the same – and “G” rated, too!   These chicks are a hoot!!  Or I guess a,  “cluck”!

Psalm 36

5 Your love, Lord, reaches to the heavens,  your faithfulness to the skies.
Your righteousness is like the highest mountains, your justice like the great deep.  You, Lord, preserve both people and animals.
How priceless is your unfailing love, O God!  People take refuge in the shadow of your wings.
They feast on the abundance of your house;  you give them drink from your river of delights.
For with you is the fountain of life;  in your light we see light.