sunday on our homestead

Oh how I love a fall day on our little homestead!

We cleaned out the chicken houses today,

which is sweet relief to the very pit of my soul, I tell ya.

I love me a good-smelling hen house.

No worries that I stepped on a wickedly rusty nail while out at the old barn.

No worries!

I'm all up on my tetanus (I'm fairly certain.)

I squealed and carried on like a little fat pig...but no one was around,

so I gave up on that.

And as wonderful as K-Man is, he loves him a tough woman, so squealing

wouldn't do a whole lot of good anyway.

Fresh straw for the chickens!

I love fresh straw for the chickens!

It makes my heart so happy.

And we are free-ranging it today.

Hallelujah!

Chicken in the woods...such a joy.

(Lest a coyote come and snatch that sucker right up.)

My dearest K-Man!!!!

My sweetie-girl, Lucy!!!

And Dino, the obsessively-affectionate kitty cat.

My decorative hedge apples.

I am way cool.

We know that already though.

My little red hen house.

And my pitiful little yellow flowers that I planted WAY BACK in the spring...

but are just now blooming.

Zeke lusting after kitty-cat lunch.

Hens enjoying some zucchini!

And here's Dorothy!

Or Leonard.

I can't tell them apart, except for when Leonard crows.

Big Rooster!

(I don't have a name for him.  Your suggestions are appreciated.)

Hens!

Yellow flowers in wash-tub.

Love.

Another glorious Sunday on our homestead.

I am so very thankful!