Hi, Al, been thinking about and missing you. Hurry home.
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Yep, I agree on the extremes thing. It has really gotten crazier in recent years and this El Nino year has put everything into the totally schizophrenic realm (ask Alaskan).![]()
I wish you could get your chicks!
Sorry about that Chickie. Too hot- too cold. You really do live in a land of extremes.
But, I wonder if the shipper/supplier needs to be called out by the company.
They are living beings after all and should not just be a commodity.
They suffered unnecessarily.
I understand it is a business, but if you ordered coffee mugs and they came broken, the shipper would have to figure out how to ship a product to arrive intact, or be put out of business.
Thank you Alaskan.
Been busy all day putting the finishing touches on the growout pen so I can move the two older chicks outside and give the larger brooder to the 3 surviving babies.
I was sitting outside in the pen weaving panels of netting together to cover the pen with the same technique you use to mend fish nets, only I didn't feel like making a shuttle so it was a bit clumsy and slow going. The sun was bright and warm but there was a nice cool breeze. It was one of those days where it's so quiet the only noises I could hear were the wind in the pines and the tree swallows chasing bugs overhead. Even the hens were quietly catching a nap under their favorite China Berry bush. Then the wind decided to shift direction. Now drifting across our field comes the distant sound of drumming from the Indian reservation a few miles to our north. It must be time for their Strawberry moon Pow wow. In all the otherwise silence, it was just a bit surreal. It made me stop for a bit and take in my surroundings, to really look and listen, to notice the scent of the wild roses on the air and remember how truly blessed I am.