One-egg day

I'm still working my way through my accordion folded sketchbook, determined to complete two each month (15 pages each -- but I already told you how I streamline the effort by using some of the pages in non-drawing ways). What's really good about it is that I always know that a new book is right around the corner, just 15 days, 15 days, I can keep drawing for 15 days... So far, it's working!

Yesterday there were two eggs but today there was only one. Either someone is on strike or maybe Rosie is simply recalibrating. Hens don't typically lay at night, but with their 25-hour cycles they have to skip an occasional day to get back on track and avoid the night. These girls are so incredibly complicated!

I worked outside a bit today. I dug up and re-gridded and replanted a 4x4 square foot frame. I thought I had too many plants -- a mixture of flowers and veggies -- but it turned out that I need to buy more to finish the project. I am determined to keep this one bed looking great forever, all twelve months, just by working one square foot at a time.

The last step was to soak everything I had planted so, while I was at it, I hosed down the chicken coop. Everything I've read says that avoiding disease is mostly about sanitation so I want to make that a weekend chore. Rocket was pecking at my leg while I was working. She either liked things the way they were or wanted to get back home and I was in her way or was communicating something else I wasn't understanding. Peck, peck, peck - Youngest Daughter won't collect the eggs because the hens peck at her when she enters their space. Unfortunately, we don't speak Hen-ese.