A week of ups and downs. Friday was gorgeous with sunshine and a light breeze. Fortunately I had taken the day off because some fruit trees I ordered in February were delivered. For once I was able to plant them the same day!
Now, to set up a question I have to describe where we are seasonally: the lilac leaves are just starting to unfurl and tulip leaves are poking up, but nothing is anywhere near blossoming yet. So, when I fell in love with the vibrant colors of this flower in town I had to buy it. Within minutes of me setting the pot down in the sunshine at home there were bees and a butterfly at work. My mom says the same thing happened at the farm. So, my question is: how did they know?
The chicks are now two weeks old. Lots of energy. Lots of poop. Some are starting to get chest feathers already while others haven't even started on tail feathers yet.
I watched the first episode of Great British Garden Revival last night and the segment on wildflower meadows sparked an idea. Where my chickens are there isn't a blade of grass growing. I was planning on fencing off a section to let it green back up but now I've decided to try an experiment by planting wildflowers there. It may be too nutrient-rich (thanks to aforementioned poop) for them to prosper, but should be interesting to find out.
The fire is burning, the wind blowing and we have a week of cool rainy weather ahead. It's a good day to stay indoors.