


Now at night we can see a cozy little window glowing in the dark, and I can have my desk - and office air quality - back. It's all good.

That's it for now at . . .

Tending fine-fleeced Shetland sheep and a whole lot more on a small acreage in the Willamette Valley of Oregon
2 comments:
I know that odor; I don't like that odor. Once I had a city friend (from Boca Raton where I am sure no one has ever seen a chicken coop) come to visit and she wanted to gather eggs with me. She came in the hen house, screwed up her face, and said, "Gross, there's poop in there."
Once again in unison, everyone poops!
Anyway, I'm glad you got them outside. Do they have laying boxes yet?
a very nice Pallais de Poulet indeed! When the odor hits, that's when I get people at the door wanting to give me Easter chicks! LOL!
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