Sorry for the weeks of absence - I had a severe writer's block, and nothing really seemed interesting enough to blog about! But, I can feel myself getting back into it again, so to start off, I thought I'd post this photo taken tonight.
Can you even believe that's a chicken? It's Thirteen, my last remaining Silver Polish hen. Tonight, instead of settling down in the coop, she decided to try roosting up in the pine trees on the edge of my property. She looked so adorable, like some kind of rare little owl perching there, that I couldn't help but photograph her before I gently coaxed her onto my hand and lifted her off the branch, back into the safety of the coop.
All the chickens have been pretty antsy the last few days. Walking along the handrails of the deck like circus tightrope walkers, digging up piles of fall leaves, and peering into the front windows (while the cats peer back) have become their favorite pastimes. It must be the weather changing - or they are just getting older, and braver. I'm not sure which.
(By the way, camp photos are still on the way. I still need to finish cropping them and editing them for the Net. I do still intend to post them!)
