Sunday and Monday provided us with the first sun we have seen for awhile so I had to get cracking on some outdoor clean up.
The elegant chicken wire fencing came down and everyone had free range on the perennials. They scratched and picked and did a fine job of helping me out while I wielded the rake.
Mr. Fancy Pants was keeping his eyes on his beauties and, as the true gentleman he is, he allowed them the tastiest morsels.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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1 comments:
I really miss the day growing up when we had chickens and neverending fresh eggs. I really love your opening scene.
Odie
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