seeing the folks who create them, dressing up in fun clothing and basking in the hallowe'en glow of all things Magical...
and thanking them for coming out to the show....rather relishing the limelight))
their pockets are deep & wonderful and can hold lots of STUFF...)
a pair of my hubby's green plaid pj bottoms and the nastiest pair of black clogs
anyone has ever witnessed on someone's feet
(these I wear exclusively in the barn...now you know why they're gross)
and proud mama hen close by ~
|(pardon the poop, but it IS a chicken coop)|
(I can replicate this clucking on command, so next time you're visiting, have me call the chickens for you!) ha!
|heeeeere chickchickchick !!!!!!!|
the nights can get really cold, even though the little ones clamor under her feathers for warmth,
and went back to the nest box to see this:
5 ice-cold little eggs ~ one partially hatched.....
|poor babies never had a chance.....|
the little partially hatched baby was chirping! so I immediately put them all in my pockets
(see, told you they come in handy!) and headed for the farmhouse...
|it's alive!!! and KICKING!!!!!|
UPDATED monday evening ~
so here is the little one that was half-hatched...
it (she/he?) is now out of it's shell and drying it's tiny feathers off...
|drying my feathers...|
knowing he is strong & a survivor makes me love hime even more...
Hmmm.....what's in a name?/
|what big feet you have my dear!|
*update cont'.... I will add more pics throughout the eve as he begins to 'come alive' a little more!