When we got the first dusting of snow following the sunny day before, I thought I would take a cup of tea outside with the real camera and take pictures of a chicken tea party. I bundled up in my down work coat and hat with ear flaps, and brought tea in one of the mugs made by our potter friend Joe. I stepped onto the back porch, took three pictures, and then quickly retreated. It was so, so cold!
Sorry chickens, no tea for you! Brrrr...
Even Puck didn't linger long. Chicken tea parties are for summer months only!
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