1. The firewood guy was supposed to drop off a load of wood last week, but he didn’t show. You’re either puzzled by this announcement, or busting a gut at the deadpan humor. (Hint: the firewood guy never shows up on time. Ever. Also, he’s usually an ex-felon or a late-stage alcoholic, or both.)
2. The chickens should be moulting any day now, right? At some point around this time of year, they lose all their feathers and grow new ones.
I have noticed that their thick downy coats are starting to look a little blotchy. Martha and Ethel were both solid gold until a few weeks ago.
I look forward to posting embarrassing pictures of them on the internet.
In egg news, for the last week I’ve gotten at least three real (i.e. not shell-less) eggs a day. I got four eggs a day for five days in a row, which I think is pretty impressive from four pullets!