Trying to figure out what she was looking for, I didn't start the coffee but rather watched her instead. Ahhh...finally...there it was!! One of her poults had wandered off and she was not about to head out of the yard with it.
Watching her walk over to the gate on the North side of the yard, I wondered how she would do. She looked over her shoulder, waited patiently for the wanderer to catch up, then she ducked under the wooden fence. Her two poults followed like good little turkeys.
NOW, I can make my coffee.
seeing, saying, sharing...