Farm Fathers Day

OK, well the chickens hate the lawn mower. That is a relative understatement of the year. Dam things took off and we had free range game for the hour... They all decided it was not a good place to be on the "Other side of the fence" , similar to living on the other side of the tracks in life. They returned to the gate... Fast!

Kids well they are all gone for fathers day. My boys are in Mass... Grampa's house. Step son is with his father where he should be, he will always be a father never a Dad. Big difference there in case any of you question what the difference is...

Stacy, she is working tomorrow or out with friends. 18 and free! I remember those days.

I suspect I will get up and cook French Toast for breakfast for everyone. Maybe go play in my barn for a while, look at a used Lawn tractor down the road...

I have committed myself to this year working on my undergraduate degree in History and UNH. I need to spike my mind... I may have finally figured out what I want to do at 40... Ending some year in a PH.D. in Biblical History, then teach Theology at a University. I should get there all at about 50... They I can be that old crotchety professor everyone hates... Hahahahhaa

Chickens Are Out and Geese Have A Home

Yesterday we built the chickens a new area in the pen and took them out of the Kitchen. Nice hu! Smells a little less and they appear happier and can eat the worms and bugs as well.

Best of all we don't need to listen to Stacy (City Girl) they smell.

We used the Geese's old house for the chickens and built the Geese a new shelter. They have a nice little place now; best of all I don't have to chase and put them in every night now. They can do what they want.

They are big enough to fend for themselves.

Next on the agenda, I need to build a nice chicken house. This one should be fun.. I have a couple of Ideas...