Chickens have been jumping out at me all over the place lately.
Not the real kind! Though I do work at a farm, all the boys in the poultry house (this year we have only roosters) are well-behaved.
I mean all sorts of chicken-y vintage things.
So, rather than buck-buck this observation, I’m just going to pluck up my courage and peck around here for a whole bunch of eggscellent poultry posts in the next couple of days.
Sorry if you hate bad puns! Don’t get your feathers all ruffled about it.