Summertime

Yep, summer has hit! It has been a month since I have been able to sit long enough to update this. We have been weeding, and raising chickens, and weeding, and haying, and running produce here and there, and weeding, and having company and did I mention WEEDING????
Life's good, just too busy right now.
My dear husband mentioned that I need to fill you in on my "adventures". Let's see, where to begin... the new laying hens are growing up MEAN! They like to jump up and try to spur my arms when I feed them. Other chickens have not learned not to bite the hands and arms that feed them. My forearms look like they have been in a war zone. (Okay, I exaggerate a bit, but not much.)
And take a look at the mower we have! What an interesting learning curve that has been. The mower is an antique horse-driven implement. We don't have horses. We pull it with the pickup. I, oh wonderful super-human woman that I am, get to drive said pickup. Not too fast, not too slow, round and round the pasture we go. Did I mention the pickup doesn't have much for power steering? I have biceps like never before in my 44 years! My job is not as difficult as Lyn's though. He has to bounce around on that thing, lifting and lowering the correct lever to avoid getting the mower bar (upright in the picture) plugged up with cheat grass. Nasty stuff! We have also had to learn to communicate by hand signals for go, stop, left and right. I am SURE we will laugh about this someday. The first time we took the mower out he mentioned something about one of us having some fun doing this. We still aren't sure which one that is.
There are other adventures to tell but will have to wait as I hear the bindweed mocking me and the chickens howling for supper. I guess I'd better get back to it.
D.