Thursday, August 8, 2019

2019 - Day 220/145 - Thursday...Foray...

Last weekend while I was cleaning the chicken coop, I decided to put some pine shavings in the nesting boxes. I had been thinking about it for a week or two, that the girls might be getting close to laying age. They are just about 19 weeks old now, close to five months, and rule of thumb is they will start laying at about six months. When we got them, they were between 2 days and a week old. Yesterday when I was out there after work, I looked in and there was evidence that all the nests had been checked out; all the nests had depressions where the pine shavings had been 'nested.' This afternoon, I took a peek again, and lo-and-behold, there was our first egg from this clutch of the girls. We got 12 chicks, they all survived, and they all seem to be thriving. Obviously, one of them is an overachiever, even if it is a teeny-tiny egg, even compared to the nest egg. And so it begins.

Foray -- Noun. 1. a sudden or irregular invasion or attack for war or spoils: raid. 2. a brief excursion or attempt especially outside one's accustomed sphere. Eloise is normally a figurative painter; her latest series is her first foray into abstraction.

Did You Know? Foray comes from the Middle English forrayen and probably traces back to an Anglo-French word that meant "raider" or "forager." It's related to the word forage, which usually means "to wander in search of food or forage." A foray, in its earliest sense, was a raid for plunder. Relatively recently, foray began to take on a broader meaning. In a sense, a foray is still a trip into a foreign territory. These days, though, looting and plundering needn't be involved. When you take a foray, you dabble in an area or occupation that's new to you.

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