English lavender, planted in the hoophouse last year, and blooming again this year. It smells so very good!
On a whim this morning, I decided to let the half-grown chicks out.
There are two pullets and a cockerel... the white bird is a pullet, and the brown facing her, a pullet.
And here they are, bathing in the dirt of the little henyard, as right as can be. No one was bothering them.
As we have a ballgame tonight, it will be interesting to see where they put themselves away; we close the popholes when we get home. I'll take the big flashlight with us and we'll find them in the dark, don't worry. My guess is they will go back in their little white house.
Spehar's steers were watching as I cut the grass. I wish we could put a gate in so they could eat our pasture, too... I hate to waste it. If I run into the Spehars, I'm going to suggest it.
The "calves" have sure grown up, and there are still four of the eight originals over there.
The babies had some visitors when son Jim and Paiton and Jax and daughter in law Amy came by.
Keith calls our pasture chairs "The Goat Playground".
Pretty soon, Jax asked if we could go find the big snake. I told him "Sure!". I'm all for kids learning about snakes.
The babies LOVED the ramps.
And sure enough, Mr. T. obliged Jax, who was thrilled.
The other snake was in there too, the two tails disappeared just as we walked in.
I had seen Mr. T earlier, so knew he was hunting (and had taken the inside eggs). Jax was able to get two eggs out of the rabbit cage outside. Whew!
We are off to the ballgame in an hour, for a night of relaxation.
I hope that everyone is having a safe Memorial Day Weekend!
