The temperature was in the 60s, the sun was shining, and the wind wasn't blowing. But, rather than tackle the looming yard work, I spread a blanket in the yard and sat down to enjoy the first wonderful day of spring.
The chickens and goats wandered over to say hello to Ole.
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A responsible parent would be concerned about this, I suppose, but that's just our chicken buddy George saying hello. |
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Milton's pretending he's a tough guy. |
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