I had a helper for the chicken coop cleaning. This keeps up and my little grandson could become quite useful since all the other chicks have fled the coop and my dear Rooster has bigger and better nest eggs to search for. But now 'he who crows' is home and he has bigger and noisier toys then I do so Josh's off to ride shot gun on the tractor.
That leaves me with the wheel barrow and the flowerbeds. I have served warning that any more chickens remodel my flower beds and there'll be new feather pillows and chicken soup simmering.
Monday I shall have the feathers flying up here in the Coop and Saucer Playroom. I have major fabric related deadlines looming in these next few weeks.