If You Need Chicken Pictures…

I know from your emails and your posts that many of you are having a difficult day. I’ll be back later with analysis of some of the most significant executive orders, but until then, I thought you might like chicken pictures.

It’s really cold down here, at least by Alabama standards. It’s 26’ at the moment, up from an overnight low in the teens and going down to a chilly 9’ tonight. Chickens are built for cold, much more so than heat. But that doesn’t mean they don’t get Grumpy about it. Esther somehow managed to get everyone’s eggs from this morning underneath her, half a dozen of them. She was in a nesting box and glared at me when I showed up with fresh water and food. She knew I was there for the eggs too.

Mission accomplished, but she absolutely let me know she didn’t approve. The price of eggs here remains the same, albeit subject to some very annoyed clucks.

I’ll make oatmeal to mollify her when I go back out—I’m changing the water every few hours as it freezes quickly at these temperatures. But look at that face! I love this girl’s spirit and the way she fluffs out her feathers to show me she’s the biggest, scariest chicken.

More tonight.

We’re in this together,

Joyce