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So hot the hens are laying hard boiled eggs.
Its easy for me to go to the hyperbole. The MOST. The BIGGEST. The WORST. The BEST. I have learned not to do that as much. I am sitting here at my table in front of the big windows and the weather is moderate and the skies are softly clouded. I have one chook here. I have been told it’s a Rhode Island Red. It’s the cheekiest chook “ I have ever met”. It survived the fox attacks which took another 5 hens. Now the cats and dogs are afraid of it. So are we. We close the screen doors and dash past her. She’s back in the coop now.
The little black lady in the picture above used to come visiting when we lived in the village of Ulmarra in the Clarence Valley. She was very dainty and liked to roam the street. I have noted recently that I have never seen a chook as road kill despite often seeing them beside the Highway. I would not have thought a Chook to be so intelligent. We say “ as silly as a wet hen” but I don’t think avoiding foxes and large trucks on busy highways is a sign of silliness.
In Ulmarra, it was often so hot that to see a chook laying hard boiled eggs would not have surprised me – much.
It hasn’t been as hot as that here this year. Today its cold for me and my legs seem unable to hold me up.
It’s So Hot in Arizona That
It was so cold . . .
I was so poor