Like I've said before...it feels like a Christmas present to me when the pasture's been mowed. Having new gravel delivered is right up there too! Two loads, yesterday. We've done a bunch of spreading, but there's still more to do, yet.
The trailer tarp got re-done, more securely. The little hen who was weak, has been nursed back to health. She was released from her little "hospital" crate, back in to chicky lady society. And the house was filled with the homey aroma of a cinnamony rice pudding in the oven. I am blessed.
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I felt blessed reading it. What a homey little slice of country life. xo
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