I began my day with the nicest visit from a neighbor and her little one and then sent two of my hens home with them to add to their flock. After finishing the barn and coop chores, I took 50 photos of the Faverolle chicks and our dog Cricket.
The Faverolles are at that awkward “tween” stage of life, but I love them anyway.
Cricket is my favorite sidekick.
And that’s why I’m not likely to have a tidy home to accommodate our out-of-town guests next week. It has less to do with my perception of the lack of household help, and more to do with my free-ranging whimsy.
Which would you rather? Clean closets or gaze into puppy’s eyes?