The bees are ruthlessly excommunicating the drones. Only so many bees can survive through the winter on the honey they've made so far. The chickens have access to unlimited water now that Paul expanded their pen to include the rain-runoff-catcher-tub-thing that the previous owners installed. We gave in and bought a psuedo-tractor. It's a walk-behind kind of thing, not a sit-upon kind of thing, but it still TEARS IT UP!! So far we have a tiller attachment and a flail mower attachment, whatever that is. We (Paul) planted onions and garlic in the east garden beds and red clover for a cover crop in our newest bed right next to the house. Paul planted some willow tree babies and tore down some overgrown blackberries too. He's been busy!
We almost had another visitation: hot-air-balloon style this time.
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what the hot air balloon is that about?
Thank you for the prolific updatery, it is truly a pleasure to read and observe your words and pictures, respectively.
You guys got an egg?
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