So, I wasn’t feeling great this morning, kept awake by a storm overnight I knew that there would be nowhere dry to sit with the chickens.
I dragged myself out of bed, downstairs, out and across to the chickens. As expected everything was drenched.
The girls however, were screeching to be freed from their (frankly quite lovely) run and into the woods.
The excitement was infectious – overnight rain means we’re going on a worm hunt!!!
They race up the woodlands into an open area, where they all start to dig for plump juicy worms, and slowly the exciting screeches turn to contented purrs (honestly, if you haven’t heard a chicken purr, it’s such a lovely sound).
Life lesson, there is something good to find in every situation if you look for it.
And just maybe, the early bird really does catch the worm (Sorry, I couldn’t resist).
Chicken Nuggets 