

So.
I bought two pullets at the Tractor Supply Store Tuesday. Pullets are female chickens and they cost more. $5 for the two. I'm not sure what breed they are, but there were hundreds of the little cheep cheeps calling my name and I felt righteous coming home with only two.
They made me realize how grown the bantys were when I got them (the last five left,) because these new chicks were all of one or two days old, all fuzz and no feathers. They are doing fine so far; eating, drinking water, staying under the lamp. They are living on the front porch in the bunny hutch.
The bantys are so grown up! I placed a small tub and a discarded cabinet drawer in their tractor today in case they wanted to nest or something. They loved it! And I love the little noises they make. Sat out in the sun with them this morning, listening to them and soaking in the rays.
Tomorrow, I leave for the Upper Valley Fiber Fest in Troy, Ohio. Just south of Peek-wah. Also spelled Piqua. I have set my sales goal at a mere $400 gross. Sometimes, one just has to Show Up.
Just to inform you as to how behind the times I am, I heard a great song on the radio the other day, and all I understood of the hook was, "lim bull of asher on the 45." It took a few minutes to search youtube and google, but I found the song! Bless these interwebs! And pop music lives!
Brimful of Asha.