*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

[chickwhispers]

Never enough thyme.

 

[Alaskan]

well Mr. Sour ....


your cursing has borne fruit.


It is now snowing.

 

[sourland]

Speaking of 'bearing fruit', how is the broody thing going?

 

[Alaskan]

no broodies anywhere...


but there is this nasty slushy white stuff all over... and still falling

 

[chickwhispers]

That's funny Alaskan, our's is staring recede. Must be flying north for the summer.

 

[Alaskan]

That's funny Alaskan, our's is staring recede. Must be flying north for the summer.

 

[vehve]

The broody dance that was directed this way may have worked. Emma the mean Sussex has been sitting for about 8 hours now. Just some golf balls for now, but come Monday she's getting the real deal if she's still sitting.

 

[chickwhispers]

Good luck vehve!!!! Here's hoping for broody!

 

[sourland]

Do a little dance

'n' sing a little song

walla

'V' seven enough for your flock?

Now,. if only everything in the upper Northwest will just go broody.

 

[vehve]

Sour, I was going to set six, but if you say seven...