must be on its way, my hands are like shredded sand paper, my horse is shedding all over me, the crocus are blooming, the daffodils are coming up, and the frogs are going at it in the pond. The rake and one’s hands are the most useful tools right now.
I really need to finish mowing the lower pasture, but I think I’ve got it to the point that the turkeys are unlikely to try to nest in it. Not that I would mind the turkeys nesting in it, usually I would encourage it, but this year is the year that it is getting something of a makeover if all goes to plan. And a turkey nest would be in the way.
I need to look into sprayers….
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