Sunday, September 19
I am chicken-sitting my neighbor's hens while she is away. Two beautiful Rhode Island Reds. They have very sweet, humble dispositions, and seem grateful for any little extras in the way of food, like rusty lettuce, bolted kale, and the caterpillars we picked off our ponderosa pine. They were giving two eggs a day, (one each I suppose) until the weather got cold. Now we are down to one a day. But what a beauty!