I was filling up the bird feeders when the setting sun peeked through the clouds and lit the landscape up in a beautiful glow. I ran back into the house to get my camera and headed for our small marsh. What I saw almost took my breath away. Ohio is not know for dramatic landscapes but I think this photo shows that wherever you live there are moments of great beauty. The only thing missing were the four egrets who flew out of the marsh when I bumbled onto the scene.
I wrote this in a notebook while "babysitting" in the chicken coop on Friday 10/2/15. I'm sitting on the bottom roosting pole in the chicken coop surrounded by six curious, lively baby chicks and one cranky older hen that Robin calls "Godzilla." She's giving them the "evil eye" while scratching and digging in the bedding and tossing it around, trying to scare them. Today, they seem less frightened by her, although they are still wary and scatter if she approaches too close. They're trying to scratch in the shavings just like big chickens; some of them are even flapping up in an attempt to perch on the roosting poles. They're a little shaky, but they'll catch on. We've been watching the babies, trying to sort out individual personalities so we could give them names. Some of them were easy: Amelia Earhart--the blue Ameracauna who was trying to fly at the age of one day, and Maggie--the other blue Ameracauna, a real sweetie who k...
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