Thursday, February 24, 2011


The chickens, that is, are spoiled.

It's going to get down into the teens tonight, quite cold for us. I felt sorry for the chickens as I was chopping up salad for dinner tonight so they got the butt end of the lettuce and a couple handfuls of cooked quinoa from lunch.

As I cracked five beautiful, bright orange, large eggs to make quiche for dinner tonight I couldn't help but feel the girls deserve a little high-falutin' grain once in a while.

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