Johnson grass for chickens

Johnson grass

Johnson grassJohnson grass (Sorghum
halepense
) is
considered one of the ten worst weeds in the world…and our chickens
love it.  The large, clumping grass is native to the Mediterranean
region, but has been introduced nearly worldwide.  Not only does
Johnson grass spread like mad, horses and cattle can die after eating
wilted, frosted, or drought-stressed foliage due to the leaves’ high
hydrogen cyanide content.  Unwilted leaves produced during cloudy
weather can cause bloat because of nitrates in the grass.




There’s one clump of
Johnson grass at the edge of our chicken pasture, and our chickens peck
it bare every time they’re present.  Given the species’
relationship to sorghum, I suspect the chickens are attracted to
sweetness (although I haven’t nibbled a leaf to test my hypothesis
out.)  Or perhaps the draw is the high protein content — 9 to
15.5% of the dry weight.




Despite its rating as a
weed, Johnson grass is planted in many southern pastures, and there are
even named varieties available.  Our plant is so hardy that a
couple of weeks’ rotation away is enough to let new leaves shoot up
from the roots, giving our chickens an eternal buffet.




To be honest, I’m not
100% sure our chickens’ beloved grass clump is Johnson grass, but I
suspect it is due to the large leaves.  I’m hesitant to tell
anyone to plant Johnson grass in their pasture for all of the reasons
mentioned above, but my chickens tell you to go for it.



Our chicken waterer never spills
in pastures or tractors.

Chicken moat

Chicken moat

My husband and I homestead on 58 acres, most of which
is woodland.  On three sides, our land butts up against other
wooded properties, and the fourth side is bordered by a seldom-visited
hayfield, so the whole place is deer heaven.  Keeping the deer out
of our one acre cleared zone (home to chickens, a huge garden, and a
young orchard) has been a neverending struggle.  This year, we
finally figured out a long term solution — chicken moats.



Chicken moat map

Chicken moats are a
permaculture technique of using linear chicken pastures along a
boundary to keep deer at bay.  The pastures repel deer by striking
at the deer’s Achilles heel — fear of being stuck in an enclosed
space with nowhere to run to.  Although our resident deer could
jump over each 5 foot fence enclosing the chickens, they’d then be
stuck in a small space that would require yet more leaps to
escape.  We check on our chickens at least twice a day (often much
more often), so the confusing fences are mixed in with recent human
scent.  The whole package has served to keep our back and mule
gardens completely deer free all year, despite deer damage in the
unmoated upper garden.



Garden fence

Building a chicken moatWe’re currently working on a new
chicken pasture to protect more of our southern boundary, and in the
process are learning another useful feature of chicken moats.  We
started our homestead from scratch, and it feels like the forest is
always encroaching on our edges — it’s hard to know when to stop
mowing and let the wilds take over.  A chicken moat at the border
of our garden puts a solid end to the mowing zone, which will help us
feel more in control. 




I’m already thinking of
training hardy kiwis up the pasture fence to triple the utility of the
chicken moat.  Maybe in a few more years, our chicken pastures
will have four or five purposes, all for the price of a few rolls of
chicken wire and some T-posts.



Our chicken waterer never spills in the uneven
terrain of pastures.

Chicken pecking order

Chickens eating corncobs

Corn freezing day is our
chickens’ favorite since the birds absolutely adore the sweet bits of
kernel left behind when I cut future dinners off the cob.  Whoever
gets the most corn is clearly at the top of the pecking order, so I
keep my eyes peeled to see how my flock responds to the food scraps.



Chicken faceoff

Mama hen is still the
meanest (and thus most dominant) chicken in the flock, but her chicks
are beginning to drift down the ladder.  At two months old, the
newly christened “tweens” no longer hug their mother’s side, and the
hen has also stopped protecting them from anything except the most
aggressive actions of the other chickens.  When Mama hen’s sharp
beak isn’t closeby, I see the old Golden Comets — next highest along
the pecking order — occasionally push a tween out of their way to get
closer to the best corn.



Chickens from above

The pullets from hatch
one (now four months old) are at the very bottom of the pecking order,
so they rarely get to nibble at the corn cobs.  One settles for
pecking the insides out of an old cucumber while two others sneak
around behind the tweens.  They’ve figured out that the tweens
aren’t precisely higher or lower than them on the pecking order and
will eat alongside the pullets unless Mama notices and comes to chase
the interlopers off.  Before long, I suspect the pullets will have
crept up above the tweens on the totem pole (but perhaps not before I
put the tweens in the freezer.)



Black Australorp pullet

The oldest Golden Comets
let the pullets eat with them from time to time without showing any
aggression.  In stark contrast, the younger Golden Comet will
chase the pullets away anytime she notices their black faces.  I
suspect that the younger hen is more worried about keeping her place in
the pecking order — currently below all of the other adult hens —
and already foresees the pullets lapping her as they become more
confident.  So far, the Australorps haven’t tried to threaten
anybody, and eat tentatively when allowed the chance.



Hen with chicks

Within an established
flock, the pecking order tends to remain
relatively static — everyone knows the top chicken is the most
aggressive, so they stay out of her way and she seldom even needs to
throw her weight around.  That’s why it’s such a treat to see the
shifting alliances as youngsters are raised within a flock of adult
chickens.  But I’m also careful to make sure that everyone gets a
safe place to eat and drink, scattering their morning rations down the
entire length of the pasture and providing three separate
chicken waterers at various spots.  Soon
enough, everyone will be grown up and they’ll all be able to eat and
drink together in harmony.