Brian came home at 3 am to see a fox outside our coop - apparently had scared most of them out through the bottom of the door or something, because 2 chickens were left inside, the doors still closed, and at least 10 lying dead outside, scattered around the yard. We have very small hope a couple more may reappear in the morning.
I am so sad, and so not looking forward to telling the girls when they wake up.
Good Weed, Bad Weed
by Nancy Gift, with photos by Sheila Rodgers
Weed of the Month, by Sheila Rodgers
biennial Thistle, waiting for spring
A Weed by Any Other Name
Beacon, 2009, NY Times Acclaimed
About Me
- Nancy Gift
- Author of A Weed by Any Other Name: The Virtues of a Messy Lawn or Learning to Love the Plants we Don't Plant. (Beacon Press, 2009) - and an upcoming lawn weed ID guide from St. Lynn's Press (spring 2011).
1 comment:
I'm so sad too! I am thinking about wiping their little bottoms when they were still so small and all the energy you have devoted to them. I've become attached to your chickens through cyberspace. Makes me mad at that damn fox....
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