Rhubarb
and Rutabaga on a Field Trip!
by Sharon Gaughan, PCLF Education Program Director
What great fall weather we had this past weekend – cool, but not cold – and sunny! The kind of weather that invites you outdoors to rake the leaves, cut back some of the native perennials, and plant the garlic – if you’re a gardener (which, of course, I am). And the kind of weather that invites you to scratch around in the fallen leaves and the native perennials (but hopefully not in the newly-planted garlic) looking for insects, worms, and seeds – if you’re a chicken (which, of course, Rhubarb and Rutabaga are).
They
traveled comfortably in a large dog carrier, in the back of my Subaru wagon. As soon as the dog carrier door was opened,
they strutted into my yard as if they knew exactly where they were and what
they were there to do (they had, in fact, visited my backyard once before – but
only for about an hour a couple of weekends ago).
We
spent 3-4 hours on each afternoon working side-by-side on the tasks before us. The girls were busy digging, scratching and
eating nearly the entire time. They became
particularly excited when I decided to dig up a section of sod to expand one of
the garden spaces – WORMS!
At
one point, holding my hoe in a horizontal position and contemplating the configuration
of my garlic planting, I was taken by surprise as the hoe became several pounds
heavier. Rhubarb saw in the hoe handle the
perfect perch, and had jumped up onto it.
As I steadied the hoe against my legs, I watched Rutabaga – not wanting
to be left out of the fun – walk over, jump up, and join Rhubarb on their newly-found
perch. They didn’t stay for long – in
fact, both jumping down in perfect unison, a synchronized chicken-ballet.

What
a fun and entertaining way to get my yard work done! Granted, I may have gotten a bit more
accomplished without the chicken distractions – but how much more enjoyable it
was to have those distractions while I worked!
Fortunately,
I have a tall privacy fence which keeps Rhubarb and Rutabaga safely inside my
large backyard. Unfortunately, I
live in Wildwood where keeping backyard chickens is not allowed. So for now, I’m limited to borrowing the
girls for a few hours on occasion. For
now…