Sunday, October 24, 2010

Why is it that Chicken Little and her white kin are the most photographable of the flock? While the Blue Lace Red Wyandottes and Rhode Island Reds are the most "photogenic", none will hold still enough for a portrait it seems.

This rainy windy morn holds no interest for the ladies outside of their warm, dryish coop. Nothing a little cantaloupe and freshly cooked oat groats can't fix. I don't understand why my teen thinks the girls are spoiled. And when I tell my girlfriend of their frequent late summer treats of blueberries (OK OK only when there are reasonably priced berries at Costco will they become handfuls of chicken delight) you should see the looks I get! The enthusiasm with which the girls scuttle, waddle, and take short break-neck flight to sink their beaks into these juicy delicacies is worth more than the price of the berries afterall.

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