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Once again the chicklets are ready for a road trip and once again, no one can reach the peddles.

Road trip

The bike is a rubber stamp.


A couple of the chicklets got out their old flower costumes and did a songfest at breakfast, to celebrate spring…


It’s only freezing in the morning…things are getting better in the afternoon…soon winter clothes will be packed away and the chicklets won’t have to wear them any longer.

Is it over yet?

Getting the pots cleaned up and ready for spring planting…

It’s still winter, but there’s a lot to be done, with spring right around the corner.  So the Garden Committee is starting to look through their shed, to see what they will need in the near future.  Near future is stretching it, it might be a couple of months, but the chicklets, and their friends, are already planning the garden layout for The Coop.

A reminder from the chicklets…Spring is on it’s way.



Lois joined the Garden Club.   It’s her first year and she’s very excited.  The fact that she was found inside of one of the LARGE pots, while pouring dirt around herself, had the other chicklets a bit concerned.  They explained that one didn’t get INTO the pot to plant, but poured the dirt in from the outside and planted from there.

She recognized her mistake at once and after a good cleaning off by her mother, was sent back to the Committee Meeting, where she was put in charge of very small pots to be planted.  Lois understood that she had to work her way up to the larger pots and was not the least put off by her new position.

Everyone was very happy, but they will all be watching her closely, when the time comes to begin getting the garden ready for summer.

Cherí is part of the Garden Club…

Cherí is so excited about spring, that she put on her boots and started getting planting pots out.  The other chicklets think it’s still too early, but once they saw that there was no changing her mind, they all joined in and started helping.

Magnetic Poetry…Spring



Magnetic poetry…


My flamingo flock was blown to bits and they want to know why I put them out so they could freeze their feathers off. I told them I was excited about spring and they said there isn’t any spring, just a LONG winter and could I please get them blankets and some hot chocolate. So I did that.

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