Chicken swamp

I need to get them little chicken boots for mucking around the yard.

August, September, and now into October with warm, dry, sunny days I can count on my fingers. Momma Nature – enough already. My chickens are tired of wet feet. I think we have more than made up for the early summer drought. Might this mean that we will have a dry winter? In that case, OK, because I would rather have nine inches of rain now than eight feet of snow in January.

The chickens have slowed down laying partly because the days are getting shorter, but likely also in protest over this lousy dreary soggy weather. I can only hope that maybe this rain is driving some worms up to the surface and the chickens are getting the occassional treat.