Musings about working with fiber, and living the rural life.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Little Red Hen
She did die, and I was sorry for it. Put on the snow shoes and trekked out to the burial grounds for pets who die in winter, aka the swamp. She is part of nature now, whether she nourishes the soil or another animal. I am regretful that she is gone, yet I have another Rhode Island Red, Lollypop, that I am sure will prove to be as good a layer as she was.