Mansion for the little chicks that is. My new Patsy's husband bought her about 30 grown hens and then these little chicks. One thing leads to another....you have to have house for the new families. Isn't it grand. My old Patsy would love it. I recall her "dog pen" chicken coops and terror with the neighborhood "bully" dogs when she tried to let the Guineas run loose.
Fit for any feathered friend!
Cousins at play. Sigrid is always so good to come over and play with her two cousin friends. They adore her. They rode bikes, played hide and so seek, duck, duck goose, and lots of other fun games.
Pop bought me a electric pressure cooker. I think I am going to like it but you need intelligence to use it and I have little of that.
I know Worthy Powell worked on this railroad. I don't know if Grandpa and Uncle Jesse did or not. It was called the Missouri and North Arkansas--which they said stood for "may never arrive".