I took a different walk route the other day and noticed this cute portable chicken house in a front yard. They all came running over to the fence when they saw me, looking for a treat. Pets-- just like Amanda's hens.
Speaking of which, the girls lost one chicken this winter to a stray dog attack (it could have been much worse) but overall their flock has been amazingly resilient, even laying in the bitter cold. The only problem is the eggs can freeze solid before they have time to gather them. And the stinkers like to "hide" them under their house.
Yes, slow down people. We're coming up on 3 years since the first pandemic lock down. Is that possible? In states of another color, it probably wasn't as complete or long of a shut down as here in blue Seattle. Everything was closed, except for the most essential stores.
People just stayed inside and avoided all human contact if they went out. What a sad time and an old story we all want to forget. For a year, we only used the car for early morning runs to the grocery store and when my gym closed I started walking for exercise.
Now it's a habit (one of my few good ones) and I still do the same 2-mile loop almost daily. Back in 2020, there was so little traffic you hardly had to glance to cross the deserted street. Boy, those days are gone, and people go tearing through intersections, everyone in a huge rush again to get somewhere fast.
Well, I'm off to the Cafe to see what this new day brings.
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