It’s not chicken photography weather
Our birds give us beautiful eggs. Occassionally I am a doofus and put one in my pocket. And do something I shouldn’t do with eggs in my pocket. I’ll feel the crunch, curse, and then wash my jacket.
With 100km/h winds and a foot of snow we won’t join the hordes posting shots out their window. Instead, some chicken portraits from November. Green grass is just around the corner, hang in there hens!
This is wonderful. Congrats.
When I first saw the photo of the cat and the broken egg. I did not see the broken egg, only the cat’s head and the leaf that looks like a mouse (to the right of the egg yolk), LOL. Funny how the brain sees things!
Can’t wait to see more of your blog.