I was standing on the front porch late yesterday afternoon taking pictures of the rain.
I wanted to have a few keepsakes to tide me over until the next storm.
Around here, that could be tomorrow or six months from now. One never knows.
I was so focused on the rushing water coming out of the downspout that I almost missed the real action.
My water-obsessed chickens were fishing for lizards.
Here is Minnie with the catch of the day.
None of the girls seemed bothered by a little rain on their parade.
I think Minnie may have been fly fishing here.
Here she is having a zen moment staring at her navel. Unless chickens don't have navels,
in which case she must be looking at a bug.
Clara: There ain't no river wide enough to keep me away from you, worm.
Wish I looked as good as these two fresh out of the shower.