Chickens in the coop

What a busy weekend! Yesterday morning, I spent about an hour pulling weeds from the what used to be the garden. It was still hot and sweaty work, but better--in the 70s. We went to the service at UUFA. Later in the afternoon, we drove to Thomas Orchards for peaches and then to Washington, GA, to buy chickens! It's about an hour each way. They are three-month-old Blue Orpingtons. It was interesting meeting the woman who raises them, originally from Rhode Island. The other thing she does is rent space to RV's. It's hard to imagine why anyone would pay to park their RV in her yard in Washington, but there were two when we were there. It's not particularly scenic there, although it is rural, but there is water and electricity at every parking place. Go figure. She and a helper/relative? herded the chickens into their enclosure, by tapping two sticks together behind them, and shooing them toward it. That way she could catch them, from behind with two hands. They are bigger than I expected and prettier. We had borrowed a cage from Nancy H. and driven the truck. Then we put a piece of plastic over the cage, so there wouldn't be too much wind. They huddled together in one corner and I could check on them from my seat, if I unbuckled my seat belt and knelt on it. Ray talked about how they are dinosaurs.

When we got home, there wasn't much time. We put them in the coop and they seemed fine. I had put in food and water before we left. We had to change and head out to a dinner invitation; we were about 15 minutes late. Ray's friend John and his wife Barbara invited us to dinner with two visiting Turkish scientists and the daughter of one, Akanai. It was quite fun, but we were kind of tired and might have rather stayed home with the chickens!

Philosophical observation: the more fun you have on the weekend, the less you want to go to work Monday morning: we got to bed too late.