We don’t get many holy-cow, knock-your-socks-off, honey-come-look-at-this sunsets in Humboldt County. What we usually get is increasingly dark fog. So imagine my excitement when this happened outside my attic window.
On a more chicken-related note: Don’t you people worry that your chickens are cold? I mean, I know they’re supposed to be OK in winter, especially since we don’t get hard freezes ever, but still–aren’t they cold out there? Wouldn’t they rather come in here and sleep by the heater? Last night our cat woke us up by puking up a hairball on our bed (under the covers, in fact)–so how much worse could the chickens be?