tomorrow, I'm getting in my car and driving west until I almost fall into Lake Michigan. I love going home. it's not very often I get to see my family and, if I'm really lucky, a couple of friends who still live over that way. I also get to see my mom's chickens. they're so great. they come and greet me when I get out of the car, clucking and squawking, scratching at the ground. my dad just built them a new coop for the winter, too. the roof is clear plastic, so they'll get some sun. lucky ducks! er, hens.