Farm Birthday

We were away all weekend for a wedding. It was a bit stressful leaving everything even though it was only a few days. Our landlord kept an eye on everyone's water and fed the chickens and fish. We brought the dogs to my parents' and left the chicks inside with a pile of food and a big waterer. Everything was just as we left it when we got back - except the veggies. We had so much to pick that our stand had its biggest day yet yesterday!

The view from our campsite. It turns out that trying to get ready for a wedding when there is no running water or power is slightly difficult. Luckily I can always use "I live on a farm" as an excuse...

Turkey poults at Nathan's work. They're so funny - they already strut around in that puffed up position even though they're only 6" tall.

Ryan got to be the tiniest bit useful as a sheep dog, for once. He helped Nathan move a bunch of the work cattle and sheep through 2 pastures. He wasn't actually that useful at all...mostly he just had to heel and help intimidate the animals since he doesn't know the concept of driving vs gathering. At one point, though, the ram and wether went into a deep patch of brambles that would have scratched everyone's legs up. Ryan flushed them right out and earned himself a dip in the stock tank. 

We ate our first eggplant last night. This isn't a very good photo to show how pretty they are.

Today Abby turns 9 years old. I took her for a birthday swim but I'm pretty sure living on the farm is the only present she'd ever ask for.