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Rain day

The rain is coming DOWN.  The birds are lucky to all be in the big dry chicken dome.  The downpour is deafening in the greenhouse, and the guineas are up high next to the skin.  It must be awful in their little skulls.  Sometimes they yell back at the noise.  They put their heads under their wings though.

The pigs are sausaged in their house, full of pumpkin.  They have a good spot for the house right now – it’s dry – the water is draining away instead of filling up their sleeping divot, and they’ve got their hay “just right”.  They’re funny.  They sleep most of the day when it rains.

The word is out – the feeder is full.  Once you start feeding the birds for the winter, you can’t stop.    The grosbeaks are back.  Their population seems to have done well.  Boy do they make a racket yelling in the poplars.  There are two big brown birds that are new to me also at the feeder.  The chickadees sure don’t stop for rain.

Worldwash

The world got a thorough washing yesterday, with spectacular lightning and thundering, and possibly 90mm of rain here.

I filled every vessel I had; the wheelbarrow filled in about 10 seconds it was coming so hard.  The paths were all rivers during the worst of it.

All the chickens were hiding under their tents, even the guinea chicks. 

In the greenhouse, new mama has a little entourage of chicks in the tomato forest.  One had a beakful of tomato, quite proud of itself.  I know they are going to taste test all the ripe tomatoes they can reach.  Oh well.

Later on, the sun came out.  The guinea chicks are growing by the day and getting tamer, slowly.  They learned to fly up onto the hen coop, and were practicing that, flying up, jumping off.