I didn't write this ditty yesterday, as my blog was so very long already for the day. I've been free ranging the ladies and stud muffin Sparta all day after about noon lately. One, they get their grit and dirt baths, two they help me reduce the bug numbers, and three it cuts the organic feed cost down. Oh, and four, they help "till" up the garden too. I went to put them all in, and I had left the coop door open. The barn was shut, but once I opened the barn door, the hens followed me in. I had a container of goodies in one hand, and a bucket of water in the other hand. I started to fill the water when all h-e-double hockey sticks broke loose. At first I thought a raccoon was in the coop with me. It was that dang stray gray tabby that's been hanging around. It took forever to find the door out, and was literally climbing the chicken wire at high rates of speed. Once I realized it was just a cat, I stepped back unti...
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.