The chicken barn/brooder, shelter from the elements for the rather touchy, fragile Cornish Cross breed. We're planning to mount a "Goodweight" sign up above the door there.
Some of September's batch huddling for warmth. The little ones like it downright hot—in the 90's. Thus far, not a single peep in the whole lot has been lost.
August's birds eating, drinking, and enjoying the draft-free barn. This year's Cornish Cross are clean, hale, and healthy, not having to contend with our "summer" weather. More room in here than in a tractor, too.
A chick scans the pea chaff bedding for legumes to gobble. Or perhaps grain. Or bugs. There's almost as much to eat in here as out there, but it's also twenty degrees warmer.
The young Leghorns (a heritage breed) are hardier than the Cornish Cross, and they flourish outside.
Pigs discussing derivatives and credit-default swaps.
One of zillions of laying hens next to a pregnant she-goat.
If you give me that camera, I promise to eat it.
Goodweight Chickens 