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Good Morning, Pond!
It’s a bright, beautiful day here on the prairie. The smoke from the Canadian wildfires has cleared, the sun is shining, and it’s supposed to get to 75 or so.

I have another broody. No question about this one. She’s feisty! She’s got a great stink-eye, in pancake mode, and I’m pretty sure she swore at me when I tried to reach into the nest box. I’m glad I was wearing long sleeves. When I locked the chickens up last night, it was dark enough that I couldn’t see if she was in the nest or not, so I started walking over to check. She growled at me! She does need to be moved. She’s in the box everyone likes to lay in, of course. When I I get home this afternoon, I’ll put her in the nursery pen. Betty won’t like that, because that’s where she and her babies like to roost, but they’ll figure something out.
 

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