Today Chris and his dad did a lot of work on a new water line for the chicken coop and new barn area. That required digging a trench.
Chickens like freshly dug dirt, a lot. Not only is it fun to explore, it has new and exciting bugs in it.
Every time I checked on them today, they were all excitedly climbing around.
Over the hill we go 
All the free range fowl are in the photo 
Springsteen in action. 
Clarence is crowing
One good thing about the water being cut off is that I had to fill the chicken water in the garage. That gave me a chance to scrub the water dishes. I think they liked it.
Patty forgot her bowl was white. 
Butternut and Buttercup like their white dish, too.
Like the chickens, Rip and the new heifers also explored their new territory a lot. The other bull calves ate and ate. Eventually the new gals figured out where the cubes are and came up to the pen, but it was too dark for a photo. But I got portraits.
This looks fun 
This looks scary 
I look like my dad 
I look like a Brahma
Everything is back in working order at the chicken coop. I even got the distressed fake rooster upright and out of the way.
I wish everyone had a pet, wild animal, or other natural phenomenon to watch and enjoy. It sure makes these uneasy times easier to bear.
The Hermits' Rest 