Mosquitos haven't been so bad here (although I have gotten a couple of good bites to the face, despite wearing a netted hat). But the wood ticks are out in full force -- not, of course, in the areas where the chickens, ducks and geese feast. Both sister and I, as well as the mama cat, have had ticks on us.
Kittens, who will be five weeks old tomorrow, are becoming more brave -- and possibly cuter -- every day. They will be weaned soon, and I will have to make decisions about what to do with them.
It looks like it's now NOT supposed to rain today. I was kind of looking forward to a day without mowing. If it's nice out, and I'm not cutting grass, I will feel guilty. Yesterday, the electric mower and I spent some more time together; I can't use the rider around all the coops.
When I got the repaired rider back, I took a fast ride across most of the property but haven't yet mowed out past the barn. No one goes back there, but it looks terrifyingly unkempt and could be hiding who knows what. Two days ago, I spotted a whitetail leaping over the fence.
BTW, the guy who fixed the mower gave me a cash price -- and extracted a promise of more duck eggs this summer. I will happily oblige if it keeps me on his good side.
