Believe it or not, this post is going to be about chickens.
I'm half tempted to change the name of the blog - since it seems that I talk about everything but.
We are selling eggs like hotcakes.
We're not getting rich quick or anything, in fact - we are just breaking even - so - at least my addiction is sustainable, and I'm not eating eggs at every meal.
Today - as we got four dozen ready for a gal to pick up, Glenco mentions -
'maybe we need more chickens'.
This coming from the man that told me we had too many?
This coming from the man thought I was fencing off too much of a run?
He's caught the 'bug'.
He wants more beehives, and thinks we need to double the chicken run to give the birds more room to range and cut down on feed costs, and consider adding more to the flock.
Gosh - maybe one day he'll hanker for goats.
I really must say, I love having a partner in crime.
You know how you have those sayings between yourselves - things that make no sense to anyone else, but always brings a smile to you and your spouse?
For us - one of those is 'mmmhmmm...like I tried to tell ya' said in a thick Southern accent.
I said that as we were crating eggs today.
He cracked a smile and said 'we have our work cut out for us'.
Amen and indeed.
|All the photos in today's post were found on Pinterest - this photo in particular I find hauntingly beautiful.|