Updatery

What a week! Projects are stacking up like cordwood.

Aside from the mundane, we also finished our taxes. Huzzah! We won't go to jail--and a senator will get a new yacht.

Chicks: Of the first batch of eggs, five were duds. Judging by the yolk, it looks as if they were fertilized, but they never matured past a few days. The eggs in question seem to be coming from a specific hen. Time will tell if this was a one time thing or if there is a hen producing weak offspring. They're still young biddies so it could be a fluke.

The rest of the chicks are doing beautifully. They are adorable and very friendly! The dogs have already met them and approve.

Goat pen progress:  

My friend, Mike Keyton once saw an aerial shot of my property and said something to the effect: You live in a bloody forest! (Ya gotta love Brits and their fondness for understatement!)

Well, Mike, we just chopped some trails into that forest so we could build a goat pen, and your words kept echoing in my mind. The goats will take care of the remaining brush, but I didn't realize just how long it would take us to clear four straight lines in order to site the fence.

We don't have a lot of acreage, but I want to keep as many trees as I can. I like the greenery, and it's a nice buffer from outside eyes. 

Treed property is getting harder and harder to come by. This is horse and cattle country. Everyone wants pasture. But there is nothing sadder-looking than big swaths of land in nothing but grass. Good for a cow, but that's about it.

Grass: Speaking of grass, Greg wants to plant Bermuda in the front yard. I am so anti-suburban. LOL! I hate the idea of grass as decoration. I want plants that do something practical like feed me, my animals or encourage pollination. But I will concede to Da Man and give him his darn suburban lawn so he can live up to his title of country gentleman.

Writing: With all the outdoor work we've had to do, I've had no time to write. But soon, my beauties. Soon. I'm working on something I think will be quite intriguing. You'll never see Heaven and Hell with the same eyes again. 

What's your next big project?