|All that wood is now tarped to keep it dry until we can get it unloaded.|
I spent all morning in the garden. My plan was to pick everything that could be harvested, but I got sidetracked pulling weeds. Eventually I did pull all the carrots and rhubarb, and found a cucumber, an eggplant, a bell pepper and a giant zucchini. I was excited to see how well the kale has come back with the cooler weather, and there's a nice little patch of volunteer Swiss chard as well; I plan to work both into the menu this week and will pick them as I need them. What didn't get touched were the tomatoes, unfortunately, so I still need to clean out the split and spoiling fruit for the chickens and salvage the good ones for us.
Speaking of chickens, this was yesterday's haul:
|The first eight-egg day we've had in quite awhile!|
I'm hoping this means that some of the older hens have finished their molt and will be contributing regularly again.
Perch has been integrated for quite some time and the broody Buff has finally given up her dreams of motherhood. I am worried about Buffy, our white Easter Egger. I don't think she has laid since the sexlink pullets started producing, and acts egg-bound some of the time. But not all the time, which doesn't make sense.
Anyway, I spent the rest of the day working in the kitchen, attending a neighborhood baby shower, and getting in a fair-weather ride on my handsome horse.
Seems like I spin my wheels all week trying to get a few things done while homeschooling my son; thank goodness for days like today!
That's it for now from . . .