|"Why are we in here so early?"|
Early this evening, I heard the raccoon leaving the house, so I ran to feed the hens and trick them into their pen. An hour later, I came back out and they were all three sitting facing the door. In this picture, Thelma is getting up. She is expecting me to come into the pen with more food or to let them out. When I got to the door, they were all on their feet and moving away from the door. No, I did not open the door or go in. Notice how large Maggie May is getting. She is closest to the camera. She still does not have enough comb to indicate she might start laying or to tell me whether she is a she.
This hole is about three feet across and six inches deep...sigh...their newest dust hole spa.
another dust hole spa location
This dust bath location is where daffodils died earlier this year. It was sort of bare-ish, a condition the hens cannot resist. They don't have to work so hard to get through the St. Augustine grass.
two small tomatoes
There was one the other day. I suppose these are grape tomatoes. Even though I was hoping for larger ones. Well, two bites are better than none. This is my total "harvest" this year.
Today is the first day this week I have done more than just feed the hens. I actually cared about looking around. I even lopped a few limbs over my head, probably activity forbidden by the surgeon.
About the pear tree--I may not get pears or even ask. The million fruit flies sort of preclude bringing fruit home to work with. I have to buy one banana at a time, which means I don't have a banana each day. That drives me nuts. But, I do have the three quarts of dehydrated bananas.
Does anyone have a smaller "harvest"? Isn't this better than listening to cataract talk? lol