No more chickens

The last of the chickie girls got picked up two days ago. Seven went to one new home and 14 to another. Now we don't have to get up at the butt crack of dawn to let them out and don't have to worry about something getting in the coop and getting them after dark when we're not there at dusk to close them in. (Who knows what time DD closed them up when we went away for a few days.) NEW PARAGRAPH (Since the return key isn't recognized by blogspot, I'm going to announce new paragraphs.) NEW PARAGRAPH The chickens went just in time. We'll be heading north to visit family and Howell Farm this coming weekend. This is Fall Festival weekend, when they pull the thresher and steam tractor out to thresh wheat or spelt. They'll also be either planting some kind of grain or at least harrowing the field in preparation for it.

Great shot of the tractor, but the thresher looks tiny. I have a better one somewhere, just have to find it. NEW PARAGRAPH I don't see how someone can do these blog posts every day. I know someone who posts almost every day, with lots of pictures and not just a few paragraphs of text, but novels. Oy! NEW PARAGRAPH DS and BIL's house is coming along. Some things were done wrong because the subcontractors didn't get told about some of the changes, but they're gradually getting fixed. The siding should be done today.