Keeping my head above water though, sometimes takes every ounce of strength I have. When my sous-chef decides to "sell & transport" the ingredients he grates to "off-site" buyers, I have to consciously take a deep breath and smile or I start taking on water instead!
The moment I pick up my wings, I know the peeps will scatter every which way, but thats okay! They're tired of the viruses and the confines of home too! They have all kinds of boyish curiousity and creativity that needs to be released to more suitable enviornments than my kitchen! :)
So I will leave you with that and this hen is going to dig up some magazines or fabric or window cleaner...I have high hopes for tomorrow!