Once again by the end of the day I only took one photo - it still amazes me when the cats are close together.

 One of the young hens - Daisy.

 A watchful Miss Maggie.

 Miss Maggie didn't immediately run away when GingerSnap! jumped up beside her (and he didn't try "touching" her like he always does - but his eyes are half closed incase she decided to take a swipe, he has learned that from experience).

 Gemma is quite the character, and the loudest of the hens (she is also the smallest and the one in the sorriest state - missing feathers, last winter she lost most of her comb and one waddle - frostbite,  hopefully she will make it through this winter).

 The start of the skating rink - hopefully it will be good this year.

 The first hydroponic tomato ready to eat (it was delicious).

 No northern lights this evening, but we did have an amazing sunset.

 Another great evening for northern lights (due to the biggest solar flare of the year, maybe even the biggest in two decades). Big Dipper in the photo too.

 Treated to another amazing display of northern lights this evening.

Very unusual colour early this morning.

The cats are still getting used to the time change and wait for food quite early (GingerSnap! would open the door if he could).
 

 The start of a new sweater, with yarn I spun 8 years ago, so about time I started it.

GingerSnap! took advantage of Molly being outside and enjoyed a nap on her bed.

 

 The hydroponic tomatoes are doing so well - this is before they were trimmed.

Hours of amazing, dancing northern lights this evening (lots of stars and full moon too).

 My companions when I get ready for bed - I'd like to think they want to spend time with me, but really they don't want me to forget that I have to feed them one more time. Miss Maggie always hides behind the door and waits for GingerSnap!, sometimes screaming is involved (just from Miss Maggie).

 Sometimes at the end of the day the only photo I have taken is of a goofy, sleeping cat.

 My son's pants (which he sewed! The fabric was from a friend) match the chickens.

 The mulch pile is a great place for the hens to search for grubs.