Everyone who hears these words of Mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. Matthew 7:24-25
Thought ya'll might like an update on our chickies.
They've reached that awkward teenage stage. You know, they're not cute little fuzzy chicks anymore, but they haven't grown into their feathers yet either.
Now I'm not an expert on chickens by any means, so correct me if I'm wrong, but is that a rooster comb starting to grow on this chick?? So far only two chicks have these.
We moved them outdoors a couple of weeks ago, and their coop is over near our garden. The Tool Man usually lets them out every evening so they can explore the yard.
Speaking of the Tool Man, he has become quite the chicken farmer! Yes, I spent months pestering him to get me some chickens. Now that they are here, he actually enjoys taking care of them. He's out there with them every morning and evening.
Here he is with the coop. And surprise, surprise........he's on that blasted phone. (I do hate that phone!)
The Tool Man got this baby backpack for his birthday a couple of months ago. Lucy loves hanging out in it while her daddy is tending the garden.
Reese B. was in town this week, and he came over to check out the chicks. I think he's trying to catch one here. Have you ever seen chickens run? Quite entertaining. Those little girls are fast!
Well, he got one, and now he's releasing it back into the "wild."