Fifteen minutes of extra day light may not seem like a lot but at the end of yesterday it was just enough to finish everything up in daylight with time left over for the dogs and I to walk around the perimeter.
That’s all I’ve got. One little fat pig who looks like a topographical map of the world and his rooster. And often I have a plethora of images, though plethora – with its bloody connotations – might not be the perfect word. Surfeit –… Continue Reading “ONE FAT PIG”
That about sums it up.
Was that the last summer day?
Think like a cow.
I can’t think of one. This morning the chickens leave, they are almost all sold. And on Friday we pick all the egg plant and thyme and capsicums – sell those. The eggs are selling well still but I am still having trouble with… Continue Reading “No title today”
I don’t mean these bottoms, though there is a lot to be said for a nice round fluffy chicken bottom. And I won’t say chicks bottom because I don’t want to give the search engines the wrong impression. I mean this bottom. (Below) Wai… Continue Reading “A Beautiful Bottom”
This morning it is 54F (12C). Not cold in wintery terms but downright chilly in the language of a midwest summer. All the animals are more than happy about it though. Except the wee chicks. It is very good for the meat chickens who… Continue Reading “So cool”
Our Scotman has arrived on a plane and now we have a full complement of workers. Last night he and the girls all went for a walk after dinner – I think they are going to get along just fine. Wai the rescue potbelly… Continue Reading “The Flying Scots-Man”