Our poor cattle are grateful for the green. They broke into the barn for the last peanut hay bale and we have been feeding range cubes. The bulls and the calves look good but the poor mamas are looking ragged. Almost ashamed to show a picture. Thank God, the grass is growing. They lay down to chew their cuds far more often than they were.
Many fruit trees are covered with blossoms and the air is full of pollen. Hoping we have enough pollinators to have a good fruit crop this year.
I spend much of my time cooking healthy meals and bird dogging Tractor Man. He tends to run off on the tractor or Ranger without notification.
The Canine Farm Team alerted me last night. By the time I arrived with light and weapon the snake had already been taken out and only pieces remained. Good dogs! I shall have to be careful when I get back to my water garden. This was a poisonous water snake.
I have ambitious plans. Changing bedclothes from company, removing maggots from the kitchen sink and killing mushrooms that are growing the bathrooms...kidding! My household chores have suffered from lack of attention but that is not important.
Tractor Man is home. We follow the rules and await the decision of "The Board" to see if he is a candidate. Life will continue and we will not hang suspended waiting for that decision.
In the between times we say I love you more often and appreciate that we are both home again.