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This summer basil was in abundance and it still is, it just keeps growing. I love basil, don't you?
Because there is so much I wasn't sure what to do with all of it. My winter stash has already been set aside and as I looked at all this dried basil with more growing in the garden I decided to sprout an idea.
Sep 1, 2016
Sunday morning Robert took care of the outdoor morning routine; he came inside to say, "This was not the day for you to skip chores."
I thought instantly the emus or one of the sheep acted up. I didn't think he'd say, "You have baby quail." But that was it, "We had baby quail!!"
Stopping in my footsteps was my first reaction before grabbing boots and heading to the garden. Peaking from outside the sanctuary there it was, a little quail eating from the feeder; it looked about a week old.
My first reaction was tears of joy. This miracle was absolutely amazing because in the grand scheme of things I was told repeatedly hatching quail in captivity was impossible.
I could have listened to the negativity, but instead I followed a vision and never gave up hope.
As a result this little one is now traveling through the quail sanctuary where it was hatched naturally about a week ago.
This quail is stronger than any quail I've ever purchased from a hatchery and very alert. It was hunting for grain and bugs right beside the adults, just as quail are intended.
Little quail are super quick; they rarely sit still so you can imagine how amazing it was to watch this one move around this open space.
When I approached inside the sanctuary this female was on guard and she wasn't letting anybody near this grassy bush. I can only assume there are more quail behind her.
In a matter of moments more adult quail came out from this same bush and little chirps almost like squeals were coming from the same space.
So far I've only seen two baby quail but it sounds like a bunch are hiding underneath the grass.
Baby quail don't really chirp, they have this high pitch squeal and it's rather piercing.
I noticed that once the eggs hatch they leave the original nest and begin to find comfort in new areas. The traditional loud calling out to other quail has stopped as all focus is centered on caring for their young.
They still call but it's quieter, centered on the young as more of an alert.
Quail naturally love the ground and the tall grass. There are several spaces in the quail sanctuary where tall grass is present growing into large mounds.
Even with their shelter boxes they always choose the tall grass first. These spaces become a place to nest, lay eggs and hatch.
They make tunnels and walk paths under all the brush. It's like this natural community of grass they call home.
I'm completely fascinated by their activity and spend many hours observing and learning.
The males take a firm stand at raising and protecting their young. If you zero in on this image notice a baby quail standing underneath.
He was protecting the quail from me which allowed for a neat photo opportunity. The little ones really don't venture far from the adults, if separated they bolt like lightening to get back in their presence.
Nobody likes being left behind.
This event of hatching bobwhite quail in a natural environment has been a true miracle; I'm in absolute awe and learning more than I could have ever imagined.
I've been working towards this moment since the beginning and to finally discover its possible inspires me in ways I could have never envisioned.
Later this month I'm going to share how this was made possible and why it's important to let the birds you raise live in a natural environment.
Learn more about raising Quail with my book, Quail Getting Started.