Sunday, June 14, 2015

A bushel and a peck


"I love you, a bushel and a peck
A bushel and a peck, and it beats me all to heck!
Beats me all to heck how I'll ever tend the farm
Ever tend the farm when I want to keep my
Arms - about you -
About you!
About you!
The cows and chickens
are goin' to the dickens!
'Cause I love you a bushel and a peck
You bet your pretty neck I do - "

We're feeding our neighbors animals while they're gone this weekend. Dog, pig and chickens.

The chickens are amazing - there are several varieties. Pure white, ruddy red, and golden, with black markings. The feathers of the black hen are iridescent in the sun. The eggs come in brown, white and pale green.

There are half a dozen young pullets that are black and white with fluffy top-knots and fuzzy booties, but they don't stay still enough to take a good photo.

Henri the pig has sure grown!!


Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

Nothing beats a farm-fresh egg. Sounds like an interesting sitter's job.

smalltownme said...

Oh my, Henri is teacup no longer.