It’s another morning of nasty wind; and, as you might guess by the gloves on my back, it’s cold, too.
The wind is so bad, the chickens are staying in!
While most of the chickens didn’t leave the coops, Tom made it to the stable:
Good morning to you, too, Tom Turken. But here’s a “Good morning!” from someone we don’t hear from very often:
It’s Fabio! 🐓