We’re almost a month after the winter solstice and the days are noticeably longer. However, it’s not showing up (yet) in our egg production.
Granted, the phrase “egg production” sounds so functionalist and I suppose it is. The reality is our hens aren’t little machines so we can’t expect them to produce in a predictable, certain way. But it is a bit perplexing why so few of them are laying, especially when we’re now a month out from the shortest day of the year.
Hawkeye and Beaker are regular layers, as is Miracle Hen Pippi–the only one of the older hens who has been laying consistently–throughout fall, throughout winter, throughout molting, throughout the dreaded Scruffy, apparently throughout everything.
We still haven’t seen Cleo lay, although we are still suspicious of those two alien baby eggs. Meanwhile, the rest of the older girls–Daisy, Ella, Caroline, and Nony–are producing zilch. We just don’t get it, particularly when Pippi, who is the same age, is laying. Why her and not the rest???
We continue to be guided by the philosophy of letting them be. Take care of them, make sure they have food and water, be attentive to the cold and wind so they have a relatively warm place to hang out. We are hesitant to put a light out there because of the hassle and the risk of fire. We are definitely hesitant about lopping off their cute little heads just because they aren’t producing eggs. But we hope that more of them start producing pretty soon.