Waiting for spring

It's wet, and warm, when it's not cold, and muddy.  Not much to see around here but the dust bath these days, which really, doesn't get old. You'd be forgiven for thinking I have a kiddie pool full of dead chickens in the greenhouse. Toffee the rooster is doing his own thing on the outside, having a hay bath.      They get all goth eyeliner from the dirt in their eyes.