|Titmouse. Is that a pot of sunflower seeds?|
|yep, and a few shelled peanuts too!|
The hen house is damp and cold, even with eight to ten inches of wheat straw and soft hay covering the dirt floor, and it's dark and gloomy inside. Wet and muddy outside.
|Is all this mine?|
It is now 3:35 and still no sun. The weatherman was wrong! Oh from the window here at the desk, I can see two small holes in the clouds with a little blue showing through.
My Grandma Thomas used to say, "it won't rain as long as there is enough blue in the sky to make a cat a pair of breeches".
|Picket line - no more eggs until we get some sun!|
and the sun finally broke through the clouds late today.