Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Happy New Year
Friday, February 22, 2008
HERE IS NUMBER 9
Can you tell that I have Spring Fever? This is a hatching I caught on camera last year. Sorry it is dark but it was difficult filming into the incubator. I'm ready for some new baby chicks this year!
Yes, and those babies have to fight their way into life by hatching out of the egg. I read a story a while back that said that those chicks that break thru survive longer than those that don't....so is the way of life.
19 out of 22 in the incubator hatched. Those that have not survived the year were taken by predators. After they manage to break open the shell and emerge, they are exhaused for a good while before they get up and move around.
This was cool...wished it was clearer...
ReplyDeleteYes, and those babies have to fight their way into life by hatching out of the egg. I read a story a while back that said that those chicks that break thru survive longer than those that don't....so is the way of life.
ReplyDelete19 out of 22 in the incubator hatched. Those that have not survived the year were taken by predators. After they manage to break open the shell and emerge, they are exhaused for a good while before they get up and move around.
ReplyDeleteI love your cool, new icon!
ReplyDeleteHow neat that you captured them hatching.
Come on spring!!
We're ready for you!