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Pasture life is quiet.  Pregnant ewes and does are beginning to show.  Months to go and this is just the first trimester. 

 I had a good laugh today when I was feeding the chickens.  A few chickens ran ahead to see if I had dropped corn on my earlier path.  What they did not know was I had not dropped any corn.  Instead I threw the corn where most of the chickens had gathered.  I tossed the corn to them and the overly zealous chickens stopped in their tracks. They had run past me and realized there was no corn.  They turned around quickly and ran back to where they others were eating.  In haste, they slipped and slid on the ice.  They reminded me of someone trying to learn how to skate for the very first time.

Jan. 15, 2018

© William Churchill 2014