Well, the girls are growing. They don't look like babies anymore, and definitely not like grown chickens. Just sort of in that (very) awkward, in between stage. They live in the garage now. They have graduated from kind of smelly, to downright stinky! I'm counting down the days they have left in the garage. And I spend my time with them trying to teach them to come to, "Here chicky, chicky, chicky." I have the feeling it is time poorly spent.
The weather has been terrible. Absolutely drenching downpours, gale winds, and then inexplicable sunshine. So weird. Annoying too, because it really prevents any work in the yard. I suppose it is a good thing I waited to plant the veggie transplants. Maybe this weekend. Rumor has it that we have some warmish sunshine headed our way.
