Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Twenty-one strangers picked to live...




in a tub. Find out what happens when they stop being polite and start getting real. Yes, I've been nesting literally well figuratively, or what ever. I incubated these eggs, and thought at times I would lose my sanity not to mention lots of sleep. I bought an affordable (meaning cheap) incubator (don't do it). The temperature and humidity would fluctuate wildly at all hours and the tiniest adjustment would lead to more wild fluctuations. I was sure at many points I had cooked them or chilled them, but at the end of 21 days, voila. Twenty-one chicks in twenty-one days. Now aren't they cute?

1 comment:

bgirl said...

I have never known anyone who incubated chicken eggs! Thank goodness I do, now.