This is Oscar, so named because she looks a lot like an ostrich (this picture doesn’t do her justice). She’s the runt and adorable. I want to pick her up and squeeze her.

One of the Buff Orpingtons. We find that the Buffs are the least skittish and most friendly and curious of the chickens. Fred likes to pick them up and pet them, and they actually put up with it for a few minutes.

The finished chicken coop. Fred did everything but paint it, and I think the thing is solid enough to withstand a direct hit from a tornado.

Newt and Maxi explore the back forty.

Newt checks out the garden. Hopefully he’s not trampling any new seedlings.

Newt finds it important to keep an eye on the chickens. For protection purposes, of course.


2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.

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