Went for a four-mile hike in the neighborhood yesterday, since the pickup is still buried in the snowy driveway and I can’t get to the wilderness. It turns out that the two-mile turnaround point is completely out of town, however—all the way past Talpa on Rt. 518!—so I guess I made it, anyway. Just a few hundred yards from where we live, I came across our favorite chicken coop. There are a couple or three turkeys in there, too (closeup coming next). These folks’ woodpiles put mine to shame, you’ll notice. And off to the right, where you can’t see, is an acequia that runs most of the year. That’s why the willow (orange branches) is so happy.
Chickens in the ‘Hood
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