Welcome to Photographers week here at OPOD. I love this picture which shows a group of professional photographers at a baseball game in the 1910's. I wonder what type of film these cameras used . . . was it roll film, or did they have to load individual sheets for each photo taken? I find this to be a very exciting picture.
OK, last Sunday I described to you my new egg production improvement initiative out in Chickie Town. The initiative involved monitoring the output of each chicke, posting production charts around Chickie Town, and creating positive reinforcement by featuring a "Chickie of the Week" on the blog. The initiative was launched last Sunday at 6:00 AM. Well apparently the effort earned me a one day "Egg Embargo". Yep, while up to that day I was getting a solid 4 eggs a day, I started the program, and that day did not get a single egg. Sunday evening when it was clear to me what was going on, I went out to chickie town and rounded up the Lead Instigator, and got her and brought her into the kitchen. Mrs. PJM asked what I was doing with a chickie in the kitchen, and I told her, "Fixing Supper". Mrs. PJM kindly requested I put the chickie outside, and then she sat me down for a "talk". Mrs. PJM told me that I was putting too much pressure on the chickies, and that is why they were not laying eggs. Mrs. PJM told me that the chickies probably would appreciate their privacy when they go into the laying box, and that I should not open the top, and watch them. She further told me that walking around with my clipboard making notes on how long they were sitting there before laying an egg should stop. She went on to say that all my production posters were to be taken down. Then she said that I was to stop catching the chickies, and putting them in the laying boxes, that they would go in when they were ready. I was then told to refrain from the "lift and gently squeeze" technique of trying to get them to lay, once they were in the box. While we were there, she also mentioned that I should not walk around the house with my clipboard making notes of how many times people left lights on in a room. In fact, she asked that I turn the clipboard over to her all together.
Mrs. PJM is a City Girl, and obviously knows nothing about chickies nor modern production enhancement and management techniques. I, on the other hand grew up on a farm, and come from the corporate world, and understand the importance of modern quality and management theories. However, I have not managed to stay married to the lovely Mrs. PJM for 22 years by being stupid, so I handed over the clipboard and agreed to her new "soft" management approach to running chickie town. As soon as I took the posters down, egg production resumed, and we are now up to 6-7 eggs a day. With this, we can eat all we want, and still have a nice amount to give away to friends. It does bother me however, that I know the chickies are capable of more, and if given the opportunity to fully implement my management plan, I am confident we would be at a solid 10 eggs per day.