Mornin'....
I'm trying to get over Shoe's latest chicken epistle blog post.
I have no clue why I read that whole thing. See, I have this ungood thing about chickens. Never had a very good relationship with a single one of them. Still don't.
But I hung on to every single word he wrote about the poor 3 legged chicken and its purpose in this world.
Cool here too, 62-ish, but sunny and warming up. Funny how it went from a hot dry summer overnight into a cool dry fall the next morning. I'd like to get rid of the 'dry' part of that.
And the knockouts keep right on bloomin'.
