Chickens love water
Skipping stones
Dave and me
Sifting for shells
Cindee's folks invited Chicken Ranch to CT for the weekend. I managed to sneak away and spend Sunday with everyone on the Long Island Sound. We ate, drank, sat by the sea, tried to fly a kite, collected shells, and withstood a hail storm.
Sunday-at-the-shore miscellany:
B'gawk!
Chickens and roosters
Crab
Rushmore Flyer wannabes
There's a storm comin', Jenny May.
Really? #1?
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