Not everyone will have seen
this post about a neat gift Raven and I got. (Well ok, the post is mostly about our new floor. But somewhere in there are pictures of these really cool antique incubators that someone gave us.
They're huge, so we moved our kitchen table out and replaced it with the larger one, which I will use as a baking island thingie. It looks very nice, ya ya ya home decorating bullshit that's not the point.
The point, such as it is, is that I put some eggs into it three weeks ago, and there were many adventures with lightbulbs going out, and me learning to candle eggs, and turn them like a hen, and now: The box is cheeping! As far as I can see through the tiny window, there is one whole chick and two eggs with little holes in them.
It worked! I made at least one chicken be! This is almost as cool as having a hen do it. Not quite, but almost. Now all I have to do is keep them alive.
The little kid down the road is going to be SO impressed!