November 15, 2013 – I was scratching and pecking for worms today when I unearthed what looked like an old piece of china. I rushed into the coop to grab my excavation brushes and shovel. The fragment is small and slightly curved, painted with beautiful blue and white flowers. I’ll need to confirm this under the microscope, but I’m guessing it’s part of an old teacup – quite possibly the handle.
The pullets asked if they could watch as I meticulously brushed away loose dirt from the artifact. “Absolutely,” I told them. This was a teachable moment in anthropology.
The girls listened closely as I explained each step of the dig process. I even let them dump a bucket of dirt into the sieve and sift through the basin for smaller pieces that the brushes might have picked up. I was so impressed with the respect they gave the process. Dolly Parton, was particularly interested.
“You’d make a great archeologist!” I said to Dolly.
“What’s an archeologist?” Kellie Pickler asked.
Wilma strolled by before I could proffer an answer. “You want to know what an archeologist is?” She asked Kellie, with a sarcastic laugh. “An archeologist,” she drawled, “is someone who works, in RUINS!” Then, she slapped her wing against her leg, obviously thrilled with her own hilarity, and continued on her journey.
Thankfully, the girls are still too young to succumb to Wilma’s wily wit.