What is April without lots of showers? Just as I get seeds planted in the garden, Mother Nature steps in and says "Don't worry... I'll handle the watering!" Bless you Mother Nature.
It pretty much drizzled or showered the entire weekend.
The timing was perfect as I had just finished planting lots of seeds on Friday. Now the waiting begins. Elsewhere in the garden boxes, pea shoots have emerged,
as have spinach, radishes, and onions.
We have learned, through the years, to embrace the rain. So, we put on our rain gear and immerse ourselves in these much-needed showers. As we work, the droplets make music on the tin roof of the barn.
Many spent the weekend staring out into the rain...
while others went about their daily routine completely oblivious.
Hubbs built a new perch for Old Tom Turkey to roost in the henhouse. After spending all day with the girls, he typically flies up to their roosting bar in the evening.
If he spends the night clutching the bar, his feet are sore in the morning. So, rather than carrying him back to sleep alone in his own house, Hubbs solved the issue by building a platform for him to sleep on here with his chicken friends.
Thanks, Hubbs.... brilliant...