Beautiful weather, weekend days and community chicken coops create an unexpectedly combustible combo--or at least bring out the worst in passersby. Yes, we had another incident, this time the hoe and the trowel have gone missing. Recognizing the magic that is our chicken coop, I still don't imagine that our tools are developing legs and walking off. However, it does seem weird that anyone would actually want to take a hoe and a trowel--perhaps some emergency gardening? I have no answers and alas, no trowel or hoe. I am hoping to swing by the hardware store today and do some replacing.
Only 4 eggs yesterday, although I did happen to see one being laid right in front of me! Pretty cool!
Stopped by this afternoon to give the girls some fruit scraps from my son's Valentine's Day party at the school. I found a long-missing lock in the coop,unearthed by the chickens, though it's mud (poop?) encrusted. I looked around the school's west perimeter for the hoe and trowel but no luck.
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