Good morning all. I thought this was a beautiful sight to wake up to, as well as the frost-free-ness of the morning. I don't know about anybody else, but I'm ready for spring.
Yesterday, while I was feeding the horses, I heard this strange sound over my head, and when I looked up the sky was black with birds. BLACK! I was all starlings, those plain dark brownish birds that are everywhere, and propagate uncontrollably. I think that was why there were so many, because baby time is coming. A million does not seem like too big a number. The black cloud just kept coming and coming. Our hill is also only a little ways away from Clay Wildlife Farm, where they were probably going to roost. It was really neat though watching them all fly in formation.
The chickens freaked. Last year we had a hawk that snatched one of my best laying hens (of course) during the day, just swooped in and took her, and ever since then the chickies are pretty schizoid when they're out. I have 4 roosters, 2 banty and 2 full-size, and they all work pretty well together keeping the hens safe. There are three of them in the pic above, the two on the right and one on the left in the middle with his head down. I've actually seen more hen fights recently than cock fights. I have several youngs hens trying to figure out where they go in the pecking order.
Annie is doing good. I gave in and bought her canned food this week and she is really going after it.
Writing is suffering right now, thanks to Anya Bast. I'm in the middle of Witch Blood and can't put it down. I shouldn't have started it in the first place, but I'm procrastinating because I'm in a bad spot in my ms. Can't seem to work through it. And I don't know how to skip it and go on to the next scene, because everything pivots on this scene, Grrrr.......