Fresh chicks! New blog! Can you feel the excitement in the air?
Apparently, some of us are plum worn out from all that excitement.
These are the ongoing adventures from
our hobby farm… er, farmlette…the place where we live.
It’s called Rusty Hollow due to the rolling terrain and the abundant supply of metal objects scattered about the place. I
blame acknowledge The Artist (aka Peter) for this annoying clutter interesting assortment of raw materials. These are in fact piles of decaying shrapnel potential sculptures waiting to be unleashed.
As for me, I look after the roaming hordes of poultry, the
unruly delightful dairy cow, & the perky pup Pip.
It’s quite a menagerie here, but all in all it’s a pretty amazing life.