Day 21, lost power sometime in the night until 7am. It was 86.5 in there when I got up. un I knew they'd be late because my temps have been on the low edge rather than the high. Now I don't know if they're all right at all. I candled last night before I went to bed. The remaining eggs are dark on candle, the air cells were right, not much room in there now. Guess I just hang on and see. I'd appreciate good thoughts. I'm a little Only one survivor was born, and only because I intervened totally after he'd cried for almost 40 hours. I missed seeing where he'd pipped low down and was totally wedged. He's an amazing fighter. I had to run and find him friends yesterday, the PR's treat him like a bug, and he's awful small. The wee, Master Ponder, standing where he was born. His new buddies: Snark BO that's daring me to take the pic, Markham the SLW, and another BO who hasn't earned his handle yet. Hugs to you all, thanks to Delinda for the tinies to keep him company.