psst . . . we have chickens!

So I think I am a farm girl at heart.  I dream of having enough land to raise chickens and send the girls out in their wellies every morning to collect eggs.  I would have goats too and would make artisan goat cheese out of their milk to sell to high-end restaurants.  Oh and I would have a sewing studio over the barn with lots of shabby chic-ness and open air to inspire me.

But reality has a way of altering dreams, right?  In truth, we live in metro-Atlanta.  I know that when some people say they live in metro-Atlanta, they really mean they live in the 'burbs in a massive house with a huge yard.  Not so here!  We live in midtown and can see the skyline from our house at night.  We can even hear the Brave's games if the weather is good.

I love how eclectic our neighborhood is and how interesting our neighbors are.  I love being able to walk to shops and restaurants and the fact that our dogs are welcome most places.

But I still have those farm dreams.  Enter the chickens!  We got them through the mail (crazy, right?) when they were a day old.  Just look at their sweet selves:

They were so tiny that first day and their personalities were evident right out of the box - Peck (the brown one) was assertive and did not want to be cuddled.  Zelpha was very dramatic and noisy.  And Valentine was Valentine - very chilled out and the easiest to handle.

We all loved them right from the start and they grew like crazy!

They lived in our bathroom in a big plastic tub for about 2 months.  They were completely low maintenance but after awhile got too big for the bathroom and I wanted my space back:)  So out they went to their coop.

Sadly, we found out Peck was a rooster when he started crowing and he had to go live on a farm in Athens, Georgia.  But we continue to have fun with the ladies.  Lucy paints Valentine's nails:

We feed them, sometimes out of our hands:

And generally just have fun with them.

Now if they would just lay eggs . . .

Love them!