In the night, on December 8th, Mr. Cottage and I became chicken grandparents. Our little hen, Daisy only 8 months old herself hatched her first chick. Daisy was terribly weak and unable to stand or walk because of her 21 days of sitting and not eating or drinking. I knew I needed to help her out.
I meant to keep in touch a little better, but life has been happening. I’m trying to adjust to it getting dark so early and cooler temperatures. We are supposed to get hit with an arctic blast in the next few days. Ick. I took a bad fall the week before Thanksgiving and I broke …
Finally, it’s here – Happy first day of spring Y’all! Old man winter won’t let his grip go just yet. We have rain, sleet and a few flurries this am. There’s nothing more soothing to my ears than the sound of rain on an old tin roof. Well, maybe the sound of rain on a …
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