Friday Photo

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. (Inspired by Soule Mama)

Friday Photo

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. (Inspired by Soule Mama)

Friday Photo

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. (Inspired by Soule Mama)

Oops!

I may not be fit to be a "chicken mama".   This evening, before supper, Maisie wanted to go to the coop to gather the eggs for the day and that is when we discovered I had forgotten to open the little door allowing  access to the coop from the pen. Which means they spent all day outside with no access to their water or nest boxes.  I remedied this straight away by opening the door and they charged in and slugged down water like foreign legionaires discovering an oasis.  Next is evidence illustrating why I might not be a fit "Maisie momma" either.  We discovered two eggs that had been laid under the ramp going from the pen to the coop. The pen is about 3 feet tall and, of course, where the eggs were located was on the far side from the opening that allows egress into the pen.  Maisie took this opportunity to embrace her budding super hero alter ego, stating "This looks like a job for me.  I can do it" (said with hands on hips and deep voice).
I agreed and we "prepped" her for the recovery of the eggs...rubber boots and winter gloves. I lifted her up and into the pen through the opening. And like the trooper she is, in she went and we retrieved the eggs.  The eggs were cracked, so Abby was the happy recipient of Miss Maisie's amazing super hero prowess. Maisie then entered a "Silkwood shower" process-stripped and scrubbed, during which, she thanked me several times for letting her climb in the chicken run.

In their freedom days, helping HE weed a flower bed.

The prison camp-I mean coop.

Friday Photo

{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. (Inspired by Soule Mama)