I keep pulling feathers out of my pocket. My down vest does not have a hole in it, but for some reason all the feathers are finding escape routes anyway.
One emerged from the shoulder last night and DH accused me of molting.
Just thought I'd share.
One emerged from the shoulder last night and DH accused me of molting.
Just thought I'd share.
Hens go broody when you don’t want them to… and won’t go broody when you do. 