birds of folly

my chickens are night owls.
its dark and they are running around the yard—the *entire* yard.

iphegenia is laying her egg, dinosaur noises and all, as we speak.
it was getting dark at 6 and its now nearly 9.

the chickens are throwing me for a loop.
uninterested in their food, up at odd hours....
what's a suburban farm girl to do?

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