After a week of above average temperatures the snow and ice has finally melted.
Everyone is enjoying the break from winter in their own way.
Willa seems to prefer rolling around in the crunchy leaves.
But I don’t think anyone is happier than Blackbeard and his merry band of wenches.
In fact, I saw Bertha skipping across the pasture shouting “We’re free, we’re free!”
What? You’ve never seen a chicken skip before?
It could happen.