At 5:00pm David and I were jolted awake by an incredibly loud noise. He sprang out of bed and looked out our window to see that a giant tree had fallen and injured the chicken coop. He immediately headed downstairs and outside, while I woke up the girls since this was an all hands on deck kind of situation. Emma headed outside just as quickly as David did and began collecting the hens. Grace remained inside to receive each hen as she was brought in and I took to documenting the events that had occurred as well as started to figure out if/where we could find a coop for the hens in New England in the winter. Twenty-twenty five is just not going out easy. xo
