Wednesday

What ever bad words I had for yesterday's weather, today's are only going to be worse: high winds, clouds rolling in from all sides, almost tumbling over each other to gain control of the skies, throwing down occasional gusts of rain. Uff!

The older chickens came out of the coop right away -- they've seen it all, they've lived through worse -- but the young girls stayed put. I don't mind that they're a bit soft, but we do think it's curious that Java and Henny are not laying. The previous owners said they were born in May -- that would have put them into egg production many weeks back. Even if they paused for the relocation, they're inability to deliver causes us at times to chuckle, at other times to fret: two eggless chickens to add to a coop with two nearly done girls -- soon we will be supporting four hens who just like to hang out.

Breakfast -- a repeat of yesterday. A tired Ed, but a willing co-conspirator nonetheless.






And Snowdrop? I'm going to let her speak (of course, I'm only making best guesses):




I love to run!





Bath done! Set me free with a toothbrush!





I'm pointing to an orange! I love orange slices!





Can we go out please?  
It's really windy, Snowdrop.  
Please?




... and can I take penguin?





Hold on to everything, Snowdrop! It's fierce out there! Hold on!





(at the cafe, reaching for a crumb of apple scone) I love being here! Can I feed you a crumb, grandma?




... crumbs of scone, wind in the face, penguin at the side -- isn't life grand??




Look, Snowdrop -- there are waves on the lesser lake because of the wind. Am I imagining it, or do you actually like the strong wind?


My final photo is from a stop at the playground. I do not take credit for her sudden love of the swing -- a baby sitter last weekend brought out the first peel of laughter in the little girl as she looped back and forth. Oh, but it was grand today to see her so very happy and proud!