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 . . .
3 comments:
I would like to have heard that conversation. I remember going from Germany in to Denmark once with a car full of friends to shop. The border guard was serious and asked where we were going and what we were going to do as he looked over our passports. We pointed to the shop that was about 100 yards down the road and said "Shopping, there." Then he was all smiles. "Well come on in and spend those American Dollars." (Actually we had the Danish Kroners) :) Helen
I had a sheep tank like that when I worked as a park ranger - except I used it to ret flax in. For those who don't want to look up the terminology, that's soaking the dried flax to get it rotten enough to process into linen. It is a very malodorous process. We couldn't do it where it would offend the visitors so we had to do it by ranger quarters! Go figure.
I see you have hit the ground running! Lovely photographs!
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