… that adage ’Don’t put all your eggs in one basket’…
… applies to pockets too. Oops!
Don’t tell the girls!
Or Norman who crows in sympathy with each egg laid. And especially don’t tell them I forgot they were in my pocket when I rolled over the duck house gate. Geesh!
Meet Posh. She had a sore butt that needed some TLC and a warm soak.
Despite that spa treatment she was more than happy to return to the duck house.
Happy March everyone. It seems to have come in here like a lion. Crazy flurries here with big flakes falling like toy parachutes.