Spring and Chickens

It's raining outside, but that's okay. I'm here at work. The window is open, but I can't hear the rain because the air conditioner is going. Yes, that's right. The air conditioner is running and the window is open. When summer comes it will be freezing in here. Then the air conditioner will be turned off and I will open the window to let the heat in. I do have a system.

I took a few pictures at home yesterday morning while the sun was shining. I let those goofy chickens out to wander the yard. (Today they're in.) I find that rooster both beautiful and frightening. Perhaps the hens do too. ha ha!

On old fence section is propped up against my clothes pole and Coq au Vin found it a good place to show off his crowing skills. I'm not sure if he's trying to impress me or the biddies. He is rather amusing and I don't mind him wandering about as long as he doesn't sneak up behind me. I keep my broom, or some other weapon of defense, close by at all times. Once I forgot to take it with me and grabbed a nearby stick, just in case. Stomping my feet or kicking at him just doesn't work. He's kind of stupid like that. (And so am I. ha ha!)

My herd of chickens has scratched an entire patch of bulbs right out of my corner garden. I think they were daffodils and grape hyacinths. At this particular moment I count it an insignificant loss. Instead I'm hoping those birds can help me keep the weeds tamed this year. Do you suppose they can be trained to scratch out only unwanted foliage? How do farmers ever grow vegetable or flower gardens anyway?

In other news, I've been trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. I like farm animals but am terrible at marketing. I can't even sell eggs to people who want them. Maybe I need to set up a roadside stand... or look up some great quiche recipes. And here it is almost Easter. I wonder what brown eggs look like colored?