Posts Tagged: woodstove
November, that unpredictable month, has turned on us. Last weekend the chickens were sleeping in the sun; this weekend they’ll be hiding in the coop listening to the rain drip off the downspouts. Ever heard the expression “madder than a wet hen”? They’re not really mad–they’re anxious. If their feathers get wet, they mat down…
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