Another unbearably hot, humid day. It's 94 degrees out there.
Chickens pant when they get too hot. This morning I wet down the garden in the yard and let them "free range" for awhile. I noticed how they stayed in the shade of the big wet hostas and dug on the damp dirt and laid down in it.
Yesterday they got a big half of a cold watermelon. They love that.
Today I gave them cold lettuce and a dish of frozen peas in ice water.
They always approach things so tentatively.
They're a hoot.
Martha asks, "What exactly is that?"
Dottie excused herself to go inside to the nesting box.
Perhaps she's giving me a thank you gift!!