Jan. 7, 2013 – The icicles are disappearing off the roof of our coop. I want so badly to lick one. I’ve never tasted icicle before. I know you need a mitten to try it. I don’t have a mitten. I learned that if you stare at one long enough you can melt it with your mind. I was able to do this for an hour until I got a migraine and had to rest. I named it, Thor. I named myself, Happy the Magnificent!
While I was resting, I laid an egg. I guess winter vacation is over early this year.