Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Fifty Five Second Mile in the Snow

I was able to feed the girls this morning during the eye of the storm. Marilyn, my white Langshan is molting this week and there was a fresh crop of white feathers to greet me when I opened the door. Film by Paul from our studio.
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  1. UnknownJanuary 13, 2011 at 10:40 AM

    I love it - it reminds me of the backyard where I grew up (and we also had chickens!)

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  2. Alyn CarlsonJanuary 13, 2011 at 10:55 AM

    I didn't know that John! I love the fact that everyday they make me connect with the earth. This a.m. I got to see all the rabbit tracks in the snow leading to their warren holes.

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