No, not because the weather is great.  It's not too cold, but typically gray and it's starting to rain.  I think it's fine, because after I cleaned the chicken house out, I stood there watching my chickens who were loose in the garden, and I watched my two youngest children playing with chalks on the pavement that is at the bottom of our garden. 

It's a fine thing, to have the strength and health to take care of my chickens.  It's a fine thing, to have sight, and hearing, and leisure in order to watch both chickens and children.  It's a fine thing to have the chickens, and more-than-fine to have the children.  I am so richly blessed to have my five children.  How beautiful, and clever, and interesting they are all in their own ways.  I thank God for them, and for the time I have to spend with them.

Now off to do some knitting.  I'll probably be interrupted by Miss Four Year Old a number of times.  Oh yes, it's a fine afternoon indeed.