Why now? Why would you want to take a picture of me when I look like a dork? Is it because I usually don’t look like one? Why don’t you ever take pictures of me when I look think I look hot? You know, when I’ve got my make-up on just right, or a new outfit I feel good in? Or on a day when my hair “turns out” good?
For some reason the camera manages to find me when I’m not at my best.
Does that happen to you?
Tonight I needed to put a new heat lamp bulb in the chicken coop to keep the hens warm…and to keep the eggs from freezing before I gather them. I asked Kirk if he would come hold the flashlight for me. He quickly handed me his “cap with the lights” and I was on my way. Translation: he didn’t want to come out in the cold to hold the flashlight.
However, it was worth it to him to get the camera
and come outside in his Crocs — in the snow —to take pictures of me looking dorky.
and the backsides of the hens sitting on the perch
Rosie was not about to let Kirk take a picture of her backside — which, by the way, hasn’t produced a single egg in over a month. This is not good for your future Rosie.
This week’s egg report: 4-5 eggs per day from the other hens.