Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Gold Mine.


I can't blame her, I'd be standing proud as a peacock too if I was the only Hen in the house to find my way to the compost bin. The girls have not exactly been contained since the snow has been level with their fencing, they just choose not to go anywhere. Lately though, they've defiantly been feeling a spring in their step. I wasn't too surprised when I returned home from walking the dog to find a chicken scratching up the compost.
There are snowflakes in the air as I type, however I'm convinced Spring is on it's way.

No comments:

Post a Comment