Yesterday, was a perfectly warm and sunny day~ I skipped cleaning inside the house to put screens back in the windows, fix the fencing around the planter beds, cleaned up an old bird house, pruned a lilac bush, just whatever I could get into outside.
Something happened in the night time~ It is so cold here today, that even the chickens are looking for a warm spot. Shenae, has chosen the poop wagon in the stable area (smart girl) although somewhat stinky, she is more than happy to risk it...
Others, flock together in the aisle, until they spot "the food lady" but wait; she doesn't have food at all, she only has a silver object that sprays us with a bright lite. What is it Velma, can you tell, why is she pointing that thing at us? Barney, you're the man, get your booty up here and check it out.
Ugh, ladies can be; so bossy, do you know what it took to smooth Shenae~Nae over, just to get up on this poop wagon, just to spot some lady with a silver flashy thingy... nag, nag, nag...
A selected few, chose to remain in their beds in the chicken condo...
Are you looking at me?
This is our broody hen, who has been laying on eggs all winter, but "still" is not a mother. What is up with that?
I'm so hopeful for babies, here on our very own farm. Just imagine, those fluffy little, soft little babies.
Wonder what a Buff Orpington and a New Hampshire red would look like, or a Buff Orpington and a Delaware, or Buff Orpington and a Araucana.
For all those lucky enough to be foster parents to little chicks, please pray for us, or for little Mrs. Moody, to make us proud of the fact she is "Broody."