It was .... Well, not cool, but not hot enough to keep me from going grocery shopping at Pokerville in Plymouth. Sometimes I go that way, into Amador County, instead of the other direction on Mt. Aukum Road to the Holiday Market. Prices are a bit better at Pokerville.
Then I treated myself to a breakfast/brunch meal at Marlene & Glen's Dead Fly Diner (also in Plymouth). I am working my way through all the Eggs Benedict varieties offered. Today's was "My Big Bad Benedict" with bacon, tomato and avocado under the poached eggs. The cook brought me my meal, apologizing that she'd broken the yolk on one of the two eggs and she would bring me another. I told her I was only going to break the yolk myself anyway, don't bother!
My part-time house BR (lays egg in laundry bin, goes outside all day, comes in to roost on TV table at night) scared me a couple nights ago when she didn't come inside at night. She showed up when I was grating the flock to BOSS. Didn't come inside again last night.... So I went looking for her.
My Beth has decided to coop up with the flock IN the coop at night! <I><*happy dance!*></I>. She came back inside to lay her egg this morning. Her buddy Punkin went broody again three days ago, but NOT in the dog bed. She found an old wicker cat bed stored under the incubator table, instead. Very, very private. Much better than the dog bed in the living rom.
Out in the coop, Sister 1 is raising her duckling and a black chick hatched the following day. It's a real double-take to see that little black duckling following a huge blue Orp! She hasn't taken her babies out of the coop yet
Kevin the Free Peacock got interested in the open office door off the deck, where those chickens and chicks go in and out.... He perched on the deck railing for some time before dropping to the deck to investigate more closely.
Sparkle the House Silkie went ballistic on him! No wierd birds allowed near her four chicks! He changed his mind and direction to amble down the steps into the garden, then jumped out to perch on the pergola.
Then I treated myself to a breakfast/brunch meal at Marlene & Glen's Dead Fly Diner (also in Plymouth). I am working my way through all the Eggs Benedict varieties offered. Today's was "My Big Bad Benedict" with bacon, tomato and avocado under the poached eggs. The cook brought me my meal, apologizing that she'd broken the yolk on one of the two eggs and she would bring me another. I told her I was only going to break the yolk myself anyway, don't bother!
My part-time house BR (lays egg in laundry bin, goes outside all day, comes in to roost on TV table at night) scared me a couple nights ago when she didn't come inside at night. She showed up when I was grating the flock to BOSS. Didn't come inside again last night.... So I went looking for her.
My Beth has decided to coop up with the flock IN the coop at night! <I><*happy dance!*></I>. She came back inside to lay her egg this morning. Her buddy Punkin went broody again three days ago, but NOT in the dog bed. She found an old wicker cat bed stored under the incubator table, instead. Very, very private. Much better than the dog bed in the living rom.
Out in the coop, Sister 1 is raising her duckling and a black chick hatched the following day. It's a real double-take to see that little black duckling following a huge blue Orp! She hasn't taken her babies out of the coop yet
Kevin the Free Peacock got interested in the open office door off the deck, where those chickens and chicks go in and out.... He perched on the deck railing for some time before dropping to the deck to investigate more closely.
Sparkle the House Silkie went ballistic on him! No wierd birds allowed near her four chicks! He changed his mind and direction to amble down the steps into the garden, then jumped out to perch on the pergola.
I also love the little signs sold near the register; I had to buy this one the first time I ate at Marlene & Glen's: "I only have a kitchen 'cause it came with the house."
