Don't these city chicks look cute in their hen house in Aunt D's backyard? They are paying attention to the noisy dog over the back fence. I had a good visit. The scenic spot below is the view as you cross the bridge before heading up the trail to where we scattered Mom's ashes. It was a pretty spot.Chris tied a few flies out of the hens' feathers and a little fuzzy hair from Sophie, the yellow lab. He works quickly, and it reminds me of quilting with the creative use of hands and materials.
Garden harvest is overwhelming. Melon, yellow watermelon, grapes, apples, cucumbers, zuchinni, black beans, onions. There is literally no more room in the freezer. We are thinking of building a cold storage space or buying a second refridgerator. Road trip to Fargo tomorrow to share the harvest with Rhonda and to visit M. at UND.
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