We are so grateful to all of you for all of your wonderful comments.
You must understand that we did not make this decision to move lightly. We
moved here thinking this would be our forever home.
We have loved living here.
That said... let's go on to today's pictures...
Our friend is back.
I finally let the ducks loose... and so far, he has not decided on duck dinner.
To say that they were excited would be putting it mildly. I put their water fortex down in the pasture and filled it... and immediately they all tried to get in at once. Now... mind you... they had a deep one in the henhouse the last three days.
This is what the flat feeder looks like after the starlings are finished.
The ground around under neath it... where I have shown you all the birds feeding,
has been picked through down to a depth of about two inches. The birds
have eaten EVERY bit of seed that has fallen for months.
The ground is now just black dirt.
We will NOT be doing this at the new house. I am going back to a nice
hanging feeder (with good perches for the birds), a nyjer feeder, and a suet
Oh... and a hummingbird feeder, just in case.
I stopped today at the feed store and got another bag of wild bird seed,
but I got the absolute cheapest they had... I went through 80 pounds in
Abby, my velcro Farm Assistant. She was also so glad to be outside.
These three are ready for some green, too.
Are they the sweetest things? How can you look at those faces and not like them?
Big Mama Delilah was comfortable in the hay I had dumped out of their trough. What more could you ask for?
This is not a dead chicken. This is Buffy, sleeping last night
in the bottom of the antique nest box in the old henhouse.
Buffy is going with us to the new house. So is the antique nest box, which I actually bought in an antique store. It was never popular with the hens, so it is going to be cleaned up, waxed, and go into the new house as a bookcase. Or something. (Keith).
She has to have her beak trimmed so often.. we just
don't trust anyone to do it, and how can you turn your back on a chicken that is six years old and giving you a beautiful white egg every other day?
Last night's beautiful sunset. This is the kind of thing that has made it so worth it these last nine years.