Marc took his camera out to the coop the other morning and when I went through his photos I realized that in one he had caught Storm perching in the back.
Remember Storm – my little bantam whose butt was pecked horribly raw shortly after she was introduced to the flock? Storm, who ended up living in our house for a few months while she recuperated, (she finally moved out around Christmas time after a slow transition of days outside in an isolated pen and nights inside.)
Very happy to report that Storm is alive and well, living in (snowy) New Hampshire.
Storm – full, fat, and winter beautiful
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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at [email protected]
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