Saturday

Our Shebot gave me the impression she was going broody. I kept finding her in one nest, or another. But, no. She left the nesting business and went on to scratching, pecking, and cruising. Maybe she was trying to stake her claim, seeing that everything was getting picked up and moved around.

In anticipation of the completion of the Compound (?) Sorority Row (?) Camp Bird House (?)... the Chicken Run, I was moving everything (better name coming soon!) Anyways, I wanted to start sorting out the detritus and debris around the current coop and old bunny hutch, so the chickens were witnessing a lot of upheaval and hauling around. Can you tell I crush on galvanized steel? Oh, yes, I do.

We had the pleasure, again, of extra hands, when Paul and Janece came by. And thank goodness, because managing 85' of hardware cloth takes many hands when it comes to measuring, cutting, moving and placing. In the midst of work, we enjoyed goat antics, metal detecting, and funny weather.

About that weather... it was warm, almost hot, and what a wind we had blowing... not from the east, like the Santa Ana's hampering the California wild fires. For heaven's sake, this is an awfully early start to our most awful season... wild fire season. I doubt I will ever feel at ease during this 'season.' Apart from thoughts about our neighbors to the north, our own weather was warm, then windy and chilling... funny and mixed up, and fun.

I am saying cool, damp, prayers for our fellow Californios.