Around the Farm

I got a little carried away taking pictures yesterday, but once in a while I just see a picture opportunity everywhere, and Monday was one of those days.

Say "hello" to my little friend:



Around here, it's a good idea to make sure your tetanus shot is up-to-date.

This picture didn't turn out very well, but I wanted to post it anyway. This is one of my roosters, a black Cochin banty. I call him Mr. Boucher.

Bobby Boucher was the name of Adam Sandler's character in The Water Boy, and this rooster LOVES water. If he sees me grab the water container out of the coop to freshen it he will follow me around until I set it back down, and then he drinks like it's the last water he'll ever see.

He's a strange bird.

One of the irises that my sister-in-law gave me bloomed unexpectedly this year!

We thought it would take them a year to get situated since I planted them so late. I hope they're all as beautiful as this one is next year.

I was working on tearing down the old sheep shed when I saw the writing on the wall. Literally.

I don't know what it says. It's all Greek to me.

Here's a picture of my black Silkie. I have a black one and a blue one--not sure if they are roos or hens yet, but they are about the sweetest things. I haven't named this one yet, but he is always the first to the feed dish or to get scratch.

He's/She's usually not this serious.

Fabian and Betty were in the mood to run yesterday.

I rode Paula but didn't get any pictures of her. Silly girl was too busy pacing (even after our workout), but I did get it on video that I will have to upload soon. She's an odd one....

By complete accident I got this photo of the old barn (which is now entirely closed off to the horses). I love the way the lighting really brought out the texture of the worn boards.

I think the barn will be coming down soon. All I have in it anymore are halters and grain bins, so I'd better move it all out soon. I wish I could have saved it, but at the same time, I am ready to get some bulldozers in here and get it all cleaned up. It will be a bittersweet day when it's time comes.

We've been in a terrible drought so I've had to bucket water out to my little blue spruce I planted by the highway.

It's my spruce, and I call him Bruce.

OK, I'll stop, before my last reader runs off....