|A late fall blossom|
The chickens are all going through various stages of molt. Cleo was the first to start back in September. For a while I was finding a veritable drift of white feathers under the roost each morning. She now has almost all her feathers back in, as does Roxie.
|Mama and Roxie|
As you can see, Mama is really in the thick of it now.
|Having a bad feather day!|
Isn't she funny looking? Miss Buffington is just as silly appearing.
|Miss Buffington and Cleo|
It won't be long and the hens will all be full of clean, shiny new feathers. Just in time for the cold weather. They are having a grand old time running all over the yard, scratching in the leaves and eating the apples that are on the ground.
I finished my white shawl and got into the shop. I am very happy with it.
|The white shawl|