Was able to meet and talk with young (chronologically, and if not that, at heart) writers in Iowa the past few days. Thank you to everyone. Times like that remind me why a guy should keep trying. Drove home yesterday across the big flat patch that finally drops off into the bluffs and valleys near Winona, Minnesota. Then north, to home, family, and chickens.
Chickens are on a tear of eating their own eggs. Time to deploy all the usual remedies…wooden eggs, golf balls, oyster shell, recalibration of nesting boxes…
Either that, or security cams in the coop.
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