Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Fifty Five Second Mile in the Snow

I was able to feed the girls this morning during the eye of the storm. Marilyn, my white Langshan is molting this week and there was a fresh crop of white feathers to greet me when I opened the door. Film by Paul from our studio.


  1. I love it - it reminds me of the backyard where I grew up (and we also had chickens!)

  2. I didn't know that John! I love the fact that everyday they make me connect with the earth. This a.m. I got to see all the rabbit tracks in the snow leading to their warren holes.