|Katy and Lena are serious gardeners|
It's lovely to let the hens roam around the whole back yard at this time of year. They make perfect fowl-weather gardeners, not caring if it's cold and blustery (not too crazy about rain, however); there are no seeds or young growies on the verge of emergence; and they are after all the bugs and critters that would grow up to eat the garden later in spring.
|Unfortunately, Nora is not careful|
|Nora takes the interior part of the bed|
|Tidying the edges--good work, girls!|
So now my smarts can shine. After observing what makes a hen run (watching other hens run--they mimic), Things I get to do today say get their attention by singing "girls" in a high-pitched cackle and start to run toward the hen pen. Helps to have a handful of oats to toss into the pen.