This last Sunday was some serious Chicken Love with our Mob at Hope Grows. Now I know where the term “spring chicken” comes from. These girls (and boys) were frisky, friendly and curious — and they were close at hand to supervise our work every step of the way.
With the help of that skillful supervision, we took down an old chicken brooder, repaired a feed house, worked a bit on a new and improved mobile brooder, planted seeds for summer harvest and of course, weeded.
Mobbers came out from Savannah, Statesboro and South Carolina. We think Matthew likely had the most fun, as he got to wield a sledgehammer. The day was beautiful and there was no better place to be or company to be had (and I’m not just talking about the chickens). The love and care that Arianne and Elliott have invested are evident all around you at Hope Grows, especially in those happy chickens. If you’ve never been, it’s well worth the trip — beats Prozac hands down.
The meal was a treat — for the chickens too, mobbers passing them pecans as we ate. Our hosts outdid themselves laying out the welcome mat. Delicious Hope Grows chicken salad was featured, as well as soup filled with veggies from Gratitude Gardens.
Speaking of Gratitude Gardens – they will be the hosts of the next Savannah Crop Mob on Saturday, April 23rd. Save the date and stay tuned for details.
After our Sunday on the farm, it is clear that Hope Grows is aptly named – after a day on that farm, it is hard not to be filled with hope, for everything. I miss the chickens already.