Another homecoming gift was waiting in the henhouse – our first pullet bullet! Got another one yesterday; here's the two-day total:
These may not have been the first of the three Australorps' contributions, since I don't know what our chores person collected while we were gone. I'm just glad they're finally laying!
A remarkable transformation was wrought around our place in the short time we were away. The cooler weather and moisture has transformed our pastures . . . and garden.
I need to save my beet seedlings with some industrious hand-weeding, and tackle the rest with a hoe!
On our way to Canada, we rendezvoused with an old friend to pick up this sweet, sheep-sized stock tank:
Having that in our back seat prompted an interesting exchange with the Canadian Border Patrol agent, let me tell you.
I've got to get ready to meet another old friend for lunch while she's in town, then drive to Salem to pick up Brian, then make supper, then try to catch and move the three sheep in my first breeding group. I've got photos from our trip to share – once I find time to get them edited!
That's it for now from . . .