Or: Why the Chickens Cross the Road Finally I get to say it for the final time: I told you so. When she first insisted WE would have chickens, she also insisted they would live across the creek and we would build the chicken pen onto the side of the barn. I suggested that might […]
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Our Chickens Have a Guest for Dinner
Image via Wikipedia I was deep into a Netflix movie–a good way to fill evenings like last night when Ann works late–when I realized it was almost dark and I hadn’t penned up the chickens for the night. The evening was warm and calm between rain showers; lightning flashed soundlessly in the far distance as […]