Miss Abigail is a backyard chicken. No roosters live in her backyard; because they are not allowed in the city. That is why she has never had the opportunity to be a married hen (or a mother).
I dreamed her up as a logo for my future farm. She is a combination of Abigail; who was my first backyard chicken in this home, and Aunt Bea who was one of my favorite characters on TV.
Abigail was part of my first pair of chicks; purchased during one of Steve’s weak moments. I raised her and her sister Bernice by hand. Bernice did not survive to adulthood, but Abigail believed that she was a dog and certainly not a chicken. She had free reign of the big yard and garden, she worked with me in the composting beds and adored Steve. She ate, played and laid down with our little passive dog Lucky. She would sit on my lap, and loved wearing my tennis bracelet. I took her with me in a dog crate when I taught gardening and backyard chicken classes in churches and parks. Her left wing was clipped making her a right winged bird (pun intended), so I could put her in a puppy pen and allow people to get in and pet her. I allowed her to believe that she was a celebrity.
She never had a boyfriend and though she was fiercely broody and wanted to raise puppies of her own, it was not to be so.
When I got additional hens, she was never mean to them. Because she thought that she was a passive dog like Lucky, so she played very well with the others.
I loved Aunt Bea. She did not get into as much mischief as my other favorite (Lucille Ball), but she got into just enough. What I really loved about her is how she was always clucking her tongue, fussing over everyone and trying to feed them.
I dreamed Miss Abigail up a long time ago, when I was donating fresh organic veggies to single moms in an effort to help them feed their families. But after learning hard lessons about what enabling others can do; I changed my motto. Abby’s Garden is now a place of teaching, learning, mentoring and being mentored. Now my motto is more about teaching a man (or woman) to fish, rather giving him/ her a fish.
I finally found an artist who I was able to employ to draw up the logo of my dreams. Miss Abigail was supposed to have a diamond/or pearl necklace, but because she has the same challenges with her eyesight as I do, we decided to give her bling on her glasses instead.
You will see a lot of her in the days to come.