Just in case you’re keeping up….
….the Crooked Little Hen has taken an apartment in this tree, on this branch. Every evening, as I finish milking Beulah Petunia, and I run water in her buckets as the dusk sets in, I watch the Crooked Little Hen fly up into this tree and settle on this branch. The Crooked Little Hen has always been an independent girl. I can’t get her in the chicken house. She escapes every time. She roosted on the porch for a time, then on the goat pen gates, and now she’s taken this address. She’s one of my oldest chickens, from my very first hatch. I figure she knows what she’s doing. If you want to send her mail or cookies, send to: The Crooked Little Hen, One Tree Branch, Shiitake Log Area, Stringtown Rising Farm, Walton, WV.
C/O: That Woman.