It has already been a busy Morning. I took my little truck up to the garage this morning for regular service, plus I got a couple new tires. When I went to let out the chickens this morning, I noticed some creature had dug a hole under the chicken coop and up through the floor. Probably a woodchuck; if it is a badger, it is serious business. Left on repaired, I could lose several chickens, in one night. I will fill the hole, from the outside, with a piece of crumpled up chicken wire and pack in some dirt and stones. The chicken wire will discourage a woodchuck. Badgers are tough to discourage. I will have to pour some cement in the hole, from the inside, that ought to keep the critters out.
It is snowing again! I don't think it will amount to much. We missed the main thrust of this latest storm. Thank you Mother Nature. Parts of Minnesota received several inches. This has been an odd year, weatherwise. Winter doesn't want to give up.
The frost seems to be out of the ground for the most part. We had the manure, from our goat barn, spread on our garden. We hire a lad from the neighborhood for such chores. It has been a great help. With Jamie over seventy and me approaching eighty, those chores have lost their luster. Jamie will be planting potatoes this week {much later than usual}. The tomatoes have been started and will be put in the greenhouse soon. They can't be planted in the garden {safely} until after June 1st. The way this year has shaped up, it will be questionable then.
I don't have a lot to say this morning; except you have to love life and accept everything that comes to you. It is amazing how much more pleasant our experience is if we accept what comes and love everything. I know, I know; I have had those grouchy times, when everything looks awful. Then something happens that lightens my mood and everything changes. Everything is the same, yet, everything is different. All that changed was my mind. Sometimes I forget, but I do have control over my moods. Perception is ours to change.
I am eager to plug up that tunnel under my chicken coop.
Love and Peace, Gregg
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