This was supposed to be a flock block update. And it was supposed to be written yesterday, when the flock block was down to the size of a baseball.
But yesterday got away from me, and today is too late for an update. The flock block, which was the size of a golf ball by the time we put the chickens to bed last night, is now officially gone. They went straight for it this morning, and it had disappeared in a matter of an hour or so.
Which means … drumroll please … the winner is Jen, who guessed March 11. Jen, please send your mailing address so I can send you a jar of genuine, hand-crafted, Cape Cod sea salt. Better than Christmas!
Thanks to everyone who participated. Blogs are so much better when people play along.