Trained by Chickens

So, at 3:30 this afternoon, when it was pouring down rain and blowing up a storm, I trudged out to deal with chickens.  They were huddled in their coop, out of the wind and rain.  I checked the water and food (got to get that done in the afternoon since we leave for curling early in the morning) and closed them into their coop (the outer part, they weren't shut up for the night yet on their roosts.)

And by 4:15 the rain had gone, the sun was out but setting, and the chickens were squawking at the tops of their equivalents of lungs.  They wanted o*u*t!  Chickens are used to sitting on a bench to watch the sunset.  It is a daily ritual.  And they were fruminous.

So I went out in the damp, let everybody back out to go say good night to the sun, and came back at 5:00 to close everybody up again since the sun had set and they had gone inside.  sigh.

Hat is blocking.  It is very big.  Not in circumference, but in length.  It is fine, just not like the picture on the pattern.  Photo coming once it is dry.