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February 11, 2010

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Love it! I think Emily'd be proud.

Hee! Love it, cluck cluck!

That. Is. Awesome.

(Both the poem and the chickens!)

Jules, Jama, and Sarah, a big buh-GAWK to y'all for stopping by. (Buh-GAWK is a big chicken compliment, of course, and often used to announce the arrival of an egg.)

The girls are fat and sassy these days, and send their best.

SO cute. And I think your adaptation is most sublime.

Quite lovely!

Laura Evans

Well, thank you very kindly, Tanita and Laura.

This storm has reminded me that I really do want to get them a new coop, where they can roost a little higher off the ground.

So much depends
on two chickens
pecking in the snow
wearing big hats or
red combs.

Awesomeness, Mary Lee. Love it!

tee hee...

Our chickens won't leave the underneath of the barn, where they live, when there's more than an inch or two of snow.

Susan,
Don't you dare apologize to Emily. This brightened my day -- along with your winter chicken photo!

Rose Kent

I'm glad to hear that, Rose! As you can tell, I get a lot of entertainment out of the yard birds.

Very nice to see chickens inspiring poetry, not just road crossing jokes!

A haiku:

Chickens in the yard
Enjoying sun on feathers
Will you eat my bugs?

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