Glad to hear all is well. Did some of the chickens blow away, at least?
There wasn’t even enough wind to ruffle a chick’s feathers. Pussy storm, thankfully.
I sit here at work, babysitting up at the gates. I am simultaneously watching a live webinar with Rickson, I think from California, and I’m asking questions. At the same time I’m texting with three friends from rural Maine, California and Florida.
What a marvelous world we live in. It’s magic.