just sat down, and it'll be brief. I watched the conifer tree huggers going to roost tonight and there's quite the variety of ways and means they use to get to whichever spot they each prefer. Some have clearly got the chicken equivalent of dexterity and good balance, and some haven't and are more climbing and clinging on by their fingertips53 minutes after sunset and I currently have four pretty much fully grown pullets asleep in one nest box and a teenager making forlorn goose noises from on top of my head.
How's everyone else's evening going?
