Thursday, January 07, 2010


Hens don't want to leave the house (nor do I) and we must break the ice on their water bowl every morning. But finally, the first egg since early November.
*Gilbert White's entry January 13th 1776
Poultry do not stir-out of the hen-houses: they are amazed, & confounded in snow, & would soon perish.


Q said...

I hear it's frigid over there. I'm glad the hens are finally laying again... maybe you should knit them some turtlenecks?

Misshathorn said...

I'm knitting my brows instead.