Both of these faces, I found on my run this morning. Someone had put them into the wet cement of a sidewalk. I think of how many times I walked over them before noticing.
The chickens were in the front yard today taking care of the moss. Or at least, that was my hope. The girls tossed out scratch, and the hens went to town. I have no idea which of the two black chickens this one is. DJ knows, I’m sure. Hopefully Julia, the Jersey Giant, will finish growing so we can tell which is which again. Until then, both of them look alike.