That's right! The Seattle Seahawks are headed to the Superbowl after a thrilling game last night. This city is going bonkers for the next two weeks.
Some cute photos from Amanda. Her twelve hens (plus Roostie) roam around the property during the day.
Nothing makes chickens happier than free range, scratching and pecking for yummy things. No wonder the eggs are so delicious.
The snow in the Valley is unusually light this winter, with inches on the ground instead of feet. I haven't received a single snowplow bill for our driveway, and Tom's new blower hasn't been fired up (yet.)
Nova, with one of the tamer hens, checking out the crock pot.
The rooster is too skittish to catch and hold. He wasn't spoiled and hand-raised on kitchen scraps. Roostie was a gift from their neighbors across the road, and shows no interest in returning home now. Smart guy, because the extra roosters over there go in the soup pot.
Amanda's hens will likely expire from old age.
A pretty view, looking across the Valley from the farmhouse dining room window. And someone wants back inside.
Speaking of birds, a rather magnificent roast chicken I made yesterday. Sorry, girls!
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