A Blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara

The unusual weather in Texas has continued with damp mornings leaving the grass-covered in dew.  This means there are several paths in the backyard when I go to feed the chickens.

One is my path, and the others are made by the dogs.

I assume the straightest path is the one I made walking to the shed.

However, I do have a tendency to wander at times.

Perhaps my path is not always the most direct one.  But I get where I’m going and usually have fun along the way.

That is what is important.