I mentioned yesterday that our hens and ducks are
confined to their own yards for the time being
(this being fox season).
One of the girls, Lucile, is a rebel and refuses
to be confined.
Each day she flies up to the top of her yard
and makes a great escape.
Why? You ask.
Because, for some reason this gal
prefers to lay her daily egg in privacy
in the turkey house.
Most nights, at tuck-in-time, we find her outside
the door to her yard, asking nicely to be let back inside.
She even lets us pick her up and take her back to her house.
Last night, however, she bunked down
with Tom and Chuck... nestled in next to Tom
for the night.
When I opened their house in the morning,
she made a hasty exit.
I'm wondering how much sleep she got...
most likely keeping one eye open all night
in order to keep a watch on the boys.
I, too, flew the coop yesterday morning and headed out into the country
on a field trip,
to pick up tomatoes at an Amish tomato farm.
Each year they start their plants in a heated greenhouse
(planted in the ground).
By the end of April we are able to buy tomatoes that taste
It was wonderful to get out and see the countryside
as Spring wakes it from its months of slumber.