Full moon last night, or very close to it. Dragged the weatherdude out on my 5 mile walk. We spotted a car and walked the pass. We walked from almost Leesburg back to my favorite parking spot at Rt 704. The sun set as we went. We finished in the dark and the moon was on our backs as we walked west, casting huge shadows in front of us as we came down out of Clark's Gap. The temperature started in the 50's at 4:30 and dropped to below 40 by the end. We could see our breath in the moonlight. Neither of us had worn a heavier coat. I had forgotten my gloves and felt hat, let alone my down vest. On the entire walk we encountered only one runner, an idiot running the bridle trail in the dark. At least on the asphalt he wouldn't have turned an ankle on a stone. We had the world to ourselves. A sharp-edged sunset and Venus in view. Trees looming over us in the dark. I know that section so well I could note each half-mile marker we passed in the dark, though the last was the toughest to point out.
The girls have dropped production to around 10 eggs a day. I hung the chicken calendar in the coop and took a photo. That's as close to a rooster as these girls are going to get. Walkabout continues to fly out. Yesterday I watched her perch on the fencing for about a minute before dropping down. G was here to do work and he put her back in as soon as she got out, several times. We've become more jaded about the process. Ho-Hum. She's out again. Oh? Well, let her be for an hour or two. See if she gets back in herself. (no)
Meanwhile, work progresses on the story I eviscerated two days ago.