Chickens are very difficult to sex when they hatch. Experienced poultry people can tell the difference between the girls and the boys much better than most but no one is capable of being correct one hundred percent of the time. If you live in a rural area where you’re allowed to have roosters this isn’t likely an issue you’ll lose sleep over, however, for everyone raising a flock of chickens in their own back yards in suburban or urban neighborhoods, it is almost a certainty that roosters won’t be allowed.
When you purchase chicks from the farm store they are sexed with the best accuracy possible, and yet, there is ALWAYS a risk that one or more of your chicks will turn out to be boy. It’s a good idea to find out, before you buy them, what your farm store’s policy is on returning boy pullets. Some won’t take them back so if you end up with a rooster you’ll need to be prepared to donate it to a farm or eat it for supper. In my experience most farm stores selling chicks know that roosters are a problem for most of their customers and will take them back. Some will even give you your money back.
Bungie turned out to be a glossy preening gorgeous model of a boy. Our farm store doesn’t really take roosters back but John the chicken man took ours. We were sad to have to give him up because he was gorgeous and we actually like roosters, but they aren’t allowed, and he started practicing his crowing so we had to whisk him off.
Roosters don’t start crowing for at least two months. Depending on the breed and the individual they may not start crowing until they’re three or four months old. Bungie was a bit precocious in my opinion. Little upstart! Experienced poultry farmers like to tell you that until the bird crows you can’t know if it’s a rooster. In our fist flock we had a hen that was acting like the boss of the whole group, herding the others around, posturing, and generally acting like a chest thumping boy and when I called the farm store they told me it was too early to tell. I brought Lucy in and showed her to them and the chicken expert shook his head and told me she wasn’t a rooster. I told him of her decidedly masculine behaviors and he explained (somewhat patronizingly) that some hens will behave in a very dominant fashion and that that wasn’t a sure way to tell a hen from a rooster before they’ve fully matured.
Two days later Lucy discovered his magnificent voice and began to practice his crow nonstop. I brought him in to the farm store and they bought him back. It wasn’t kind of me but I was a little smug. Maybe he didn’t know for sure that Lucy was really Lucius, but WE did.
Our friends John and Jin were the first to tell us that Bungie might be a rooster. They have a lot of experience with Ameraucanas and have noticed that the roosters always have a wider comb base which you can see even when they’re very young. We wouldn’t have known by that indication but sure enough, there were other indications to make us suspect that John and Jin were correct.
So how can you tell a hen from a rooster before they reach full maturity? I’ll include John and Jin’s tip, the rest of them are my own observations. The only two times we had a rooster in our flock we knew it before they crowed. So here are some things to look for:
How to tell a hen from a rooster:
- In Ameraucanas the male chicks will have a wider comb base than the females.
- Roosters generally have longer feathers around their necks than hens do. You may start to notice a difference between two and three months of age.
- They like to thrust their chests out. It is exactly the same type of gesture as a man pounding his chest. They look like they’re puffing themselves up to look more manly.
- They will charge at the females (using their chest thrust) to herd them.
- They may appear to fluff up their neck feathers and in addition to this some will have a distinct way of twitching their heads as they walk about importantly. That one’s easy to spot but difficult to describe.
- Pushy, bossy, important, preening, puffed up, strutting, herding… these are all things you will find yourself saying about a hen who is really a rooster.
Obviously the gold standard is the moment the dudes roll out the voice. I happen to love the sound of roosters crowing but there’s no getting around the fact that most people don’t enjoy it, so I hope that all of you with new flocks this year have only hens!


It’s HOT. It’s too hot to go out and water anything but it’s hot enough that everything needs watering. Except for the peas and favas which I’m almost done harvesting. I grew two kinds of peas and as soon as I can find the packages and finish weighing them up I’ll write a post about the total yields I got from them.
This is the first time I’ve ever grown iceburg lettuce. This is “Red Iceburg” which was really crispy and delicious. I only got two heads of it because I wasn’t careful in my sowing of the seeds and had some cat interference as well. I will definitely be growing more crisphead lettuces!
The favas didn’t get very large this year. I attribute this to how late I planted them. As always, they are very tasty and were effortless to grow. No pests (now there are black aphids on them but there were none all season up until harvest time).
The poppies continue to amaze me. I find them mesmerizing and I look at them all day from my window while I work. I love the scarlet ones, of course, but these pale ones may be my favorites.
This whole yield is from second year plants that I planted at the base of my three peach trees (which are in 3′ x 3′ raised beds). I wish I had recorded exactly how many plants I put in each raised bed but since I didn’t I’ll have to estimate that there were about 7 plants per bed.

There are so many good things happening in my garden right now. My Red Rome apple has set a ton of fruit even though it’s still sitting in a dirt pile in the driveway. We dug it up from the other house and haven’t decided where to put it yet.
I love fava flowers with their bold black marks and stripes. I planted them late this year so I’m not sure how they’ll do but it seems they’re doing fine so far. It just might be later than usual when I get to harvest them.
All of our blueberries were transplanted from our last house and are doing pretty well. This particular one is in the same dirt pile as the Red Rome. In spite of not having a deep place to send its roots down in, it looks pretty happy.
The peas are very tall and covered in blossoms though I have yet to find any pods. Peas really love our cool climate here.
The moss rose Gloire de Mousseux is in full bloom. I didn’t prune any of the roses this winter so they’re a riot of tangles. This one gets very tall. I’m pleased it didn’t ball up in the spring rain.
The arnica has just started blooming and I have promised myself not to miss out on harvesting it this year. I got lots of blooms last year and never managed to get them. They trickle in for a while then bust out in full flower mode and then are suddenly done. I’m determined to make an arnica salve from my own plants this year.
The favas are beginning to set flowers. I wish they’d had a chance to get taller first but I planted them late in the season. Still, I can’t complain about getting such a great
The peas are very busy vining up. I have a perennial problem of not providing support before it’s too late. This variety is semi-self supporting. We’ll see what happens. No blossoms yet.
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Of the three peach trees this is by far the healthiest. It’s “Frost” and seems to be much less inclined to succumb to peach leaf curl. It has a few peaches that might not drop. Fingers crossed!
I took the picture before I weeded. I let this bed go nuts with weeds but when I was out there yesterday I started pulling them out and saw that most of my shallots had successfully come up. Only a couple of rotters. Now that I’ve cleared the weeds they should do even better. They’re planted in a bed with strawberries.
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We’ve had ameraucanas before and love them. Not just for the colorful eggs they lay but because they’re cool looking and our experience is that they have great personalities. We have never had a pale one, which in some places are referred to as lavender
The naming of new chicks is a very important ritual. You can name your
I’m willing to bet that no one can guess who named which birds. Naturally if you’re a farmer who has more than a small flock you don’t indulge in the great chick naming event. It’s too bad, I must say it adds some lively fun to family life and my kid is much more interested in chicks he gets to take part in naming than chicks he doesn’t. It becomes more personal to him. Naming is not recommended for those birds being raised for meat. We raise ours for the eggs, the manure, and the pleasure of having them around.
We have a favorite
Bob is difficult to photograph. She’s not very cooperative and her head being so dark adds another challenge. We’ve never had Australorpes so we’re pretty excited to have two of them. Of course, any or all of these chicks could turn out to be a
I’m curious to see how different Bob and Drusilla will turn out. Drusilla has a lot more yellow on her but I thought the grown Australorps are all black.
This is Mohawk who had a very stressful weekend during which she very nearly signed off after becoming cooked by the heat lamp. My next chicken post will give some tips about reviving chicks that have collapsed from overheating. It is amazing that she made it. She’s still a little ruffled looking but she’s completely recovered.
Taking pictures of the chicks in their box is hard. The lighting is tough on the pictures. This is Mohawk just after making her full recovery.
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I also bought three red currants a couple of years ago that ended up living in pots until last month when I finally put the surviving two in the ground in my monastery garden. That may not be their permanent spot but they needed a more substantial bit of soil to grow strong roots. They are still very young plants but I saw that one of them flowered and now there are these very tiny berries hanging delicately the thin branch and my hope is that they will ripen so I can finally taste them. I will need to get one more, of a different variety, to improve pollination, but it’s exciting to see progress in the garden even when it’s small.
Last summer we managed to dig up a few of our good plants from our old house. This was not my favorite apple tree but it was the one in the best condition. It’s a Red Rome apple. It already produces quite a few apples on its small form. We’ll be getting another tree to ensure pollination. There are apple trees fairly nearby but when one is planning a food producing garden it’s important to make sure that you have all the pollinators available on your own property because you never know when neighbors will cut down their own trees. 




