I’m not sure what’s so great about this one spot in the yard, but when we let the chickens out, they usually end up there and stay. It’s where we dumped a bunch of leaves last year, so I assume the bugs in there are good and ripe. Though, on Sunday, they did venture out much further in the yard than usual. We were letting them run around while doing yard stuff, and they were busy being chickens. It’s apparently a full time job.
Agway was blowing out any trees that they still had in stock, so I got a peach tree and a plum tree for $15ish each, instead of $70ish. It seemed like a good deal until I had to dig the holes to plant them. That stuff I have heard about rocky New England soil was NOT an exaggeration. I dug up enough rocks to fill one of the buckets the trees came in, and that’s not counting the little ones I threw back. Here’s a pile from one hole.
THRILLING! I even dug one up so big I put it in the stone wall, just like a real farmer.
(It’s the dirty one.)
Still no eggs from the chickens, but I suspect they will start laying any day now. Unless they’re hiding them to mess with my head. I wouldn’t put it past them. I have looked into their eyes and seen treachery.