Weekend Wanderings

The chickens had a good wander around the backyard.  

Bill is slower than usual and slower than the rest of the flock because she is still molting.  She needed to rest.

It was handy that the chickens were wandering because it allowed us to get into the coop for further wandering.

First Snow

For the record we did have a sort-of-snow sort-of-hail sort-of-thunderstorm in the week after Halloween.  I am not counting that freak of a nature show.  Last night we had the first true snow of the season.

This is the backyard looking out to Red Door Coop.

 Here's our front door.

 This is the front yard and a bit of the neighborhood.

Nature, we are ready for you.

Rest Time

The chickens will venture all over the yard eating grass and bugs and running fitfully at every strange noise.  Predictably, they always end up on the porch for rest time.  Our porch.  The porch that belongs to Mama and Papa Hen.  The chickens nap and poop.  Poop and nap.  It can be frustrating because they are slobs, but we let them rest there anyway.  

Chicken Business

"My, my, there is a square of hay sitting there next to the bed of carrots.  Hens, it is time to get down to business.  Chicken business."

The chicken supervisors hang above on the fence.  They are impressed with the enthusiasm of the hen employees.

Molting Bill

The matriarch of our current flock is Bill.  She is doing her first full on, full body molt.  In the past couple years she has had some partial molts that have left her with a temporary bare belly, bit this time around, she is looking pretty scraggly all over.

And this is what it looks like when we come around for morning chores.

She'ss be back to herself soon enough.  But will it be soon enough for the cold temperatures?  We hope so!