I told the girls that Jeffrey and I haven’t been out skiing together for three years. Three years! Wallace was too little last year to be left for long and the year before that he was an infant. It feels amazing to go out with my Jeffrey and cruise together through our winter wonderland.
A happy bird story for you today!
This sweet hen went missing after the girls attempted to keep her safe from the aggressive roosters. (Grandmommy had a theory that she was secretly in love with one of the roos and quietly followed him into the wild.) Looking back at my photos, I see that little puffy cheeks had been gone for a whole week . . . but this afternoon the girls discovered her under the apple tree behind the house, and we all rejoiced!
She is our sole Ameraucana chicken; she lays those beautiful light blue eggs we so adore. We’re so glad to have you back in the flock, little one.