Dear Diary,

So Spring has sprung…and died…lasting a week. Now it’s 85 degrees daily…

That means:

  • The lawn has been mowed 4 times already.
  • 100 lillies are blooming.
  • Annuals are planted.
  • All the trees have leaves and the blossom show is waaaay done. (I do miss that show called Blossom… right?)
  • We have leaf lettuce ready for snipping.
  • The chickens smell badly.
  • Lizards and bees are everywhere. (Not together. The lizards are Specieists.)
  • The pig has learned how to take mudbaths. (And thus gets regular baths.)

Farm living at it’s finest.

Sweatily,
Brian

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