Instead, it looked like this....
Hubby was not happy.
We have had 11 days of rain and very little sunshine. The garden has flooded twice- looks like we will be re-planting our beans. My tomato plants have started wilting, too- too much water around the roots and not enough sunshine.
Farm Chick Paula is not happy either.
On a happier note, we are out of the drought we've been in for three years, so I'll not complain. (Too much.) And I'm really excited about my little apple and pear trees- this is what I found this morning....
Several of you commented on my last post about Daisy and Edie's wool and asked what I did with it- and to be perfectly honest, I've never done anything with it... until now. I've always wanted to try felting, so with some careful shearing this time, (I'm getting better at it, just still VERY SLOW) and some wonderful advice from my friend Kathy from Cedar Pond, I'm going to attempt to clean and felt their beautiful grayish-black colored wool. I'll let you know how I do for my first attempt.
Oh, and it seems the little one-egg game is still going on up at the banty coop. Apparently, whoever's bottom touches the egg last before it hatches will be the winner. (And the momma.)
These two are daughters of the Little Terrorist, by the way.... can you see the resemblance?
Scary, isn't it?