Walking Sticks

Do you like walking sticks? We do! We commonly feed them to the chickens (they love them!). None of the girls are scared of them. In fact, they talk about how they tickle and how sticky their little feet are.

We went outside the other day to feed the birds and everyone came along. Diva gasped, looking up at the brick. Quickly all of our eyes were drawn upward as well. They were freaking out. You know like little girls do, they sure know how to shriek when it's needed. And, indeed it was needed! This is what we found

This is not your average walking stick. It's a walking branch! That's my shoe. Yes, it was as big as my shoe, no photoshopping here. I got a stool and brought it down. It was firm yet squishy. Kinda gross but really cool all at the same time. None of the girls would touch it. I carried it out to one of the trees in the yard. Hopefully it is still happy.

We are bound to find more down on the farm. I wonder how big they can actually get. What is the biggest walking stick (or branch) you've ever seen?