My Mother's Day present was a vintage egg sign to compliment my bee sign from a special friend.
It's hard to tell who loves the new nesting boxes more - the chickens or the little people who excitedly go looking for eggs several times a day. I'd think that would get tired of finding eggs, but they don't.
JoJo with his chicken. The shelf under the perch is to provide a poop free zone for the ducks to sleep at night.
My Mother's Day breakfast, compliments of Columbus.
Starting the garden addition.
Just a couple of garden shots. We've planted this whole area and we still have more to plant.
Mother's Day dinner....because all I really wanted was some good red meat. A nice piece of steak is never complete without some sauteed mushrooms, shrimp, loaded mashed potatoes and a green veggie. And yeah.....I went back for seconds :)
I bought a Doppler so that I could check on Mud Pie's heartbeat...oh, in case you missed it a Dear Reader, herdog, called new baby Mud Pie and I just kind of fell in love with it, so instead of little bean, or some other cutesy and overused baby name....Mud Pie it is. So, I can't check on Mud Pie without a slew of little sized people joining me and wanting to check on their own heartbeats, so now it's a (lengthy) family affair of making sure we all are alive and well with beating hearts.
My Man got the fittings for the 500 gallon rain water barrel. Right now we just have gravity fed on a garden hose for the garden, animals and kiddie pool, but the plan is to have another 12 volt pump and some filtration so that we can also use the water for laundry and showers. Exciting stuff :)
Lawnmower rides. It may not mow grass anymore, but it is still usable for hauling with the garden trailer and fun times with a big brother.
Sugar King couldn't resist marking a tub of new margarine with his name.....which I found funny in a silly way.
In light of the feuding neighbors and the constant septic check threat we decided to get the grey water drain finished. It's still not legal, I'm sure, but it is better than it was before.
All buried. We mulling around the idea of making a wetlands at the end of the drain.
Ebay inventory. Now that it is spring it is yard sale season and My Man has been hauling home vintage radio tubes by the box load. Here his little charges are helping him cull the profitable tubes from the trash.
The end result of one man and ten kids fishing all.day.long. So, it wasn't enough for dinner - we fried it up and everyone got a bite. A huge fresh fish haul would have been nice, but just a day all alone was pretty good too. Hopefully next time they will have better luck.
The yard looks more and more like a lumber yard.
The first red strawberry from our berry patch. This berry has been loving checked on, and rechecked on, daily for the last week while little people watch in amazement and eagerly await a taste.
I couldn't resist. Normally I walk right through the front of Walmart without giving their front displays a second glance, but these....these beautiful red Superman capes, I saw them and I could so clearly see two feral five year olds beaming from ear to ear....I just couldn't resist.
What happens when you're a little one and not strong enough to fight your way out of the clutches of an older brother.
My little bee keeper in the making.
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I really loved this picture of my bees. You can see the larva in the comb....so amazing
We've put the goats to work and have them helping with grass and brush management.
These two just make me laugh - the beautiful snack I prepared.....
and then the aftermath......