Granny's gone and done it again

Feeling tired today. Steroids seem to kick in at night when i am trying to sleep. Up late trying to fall asleep again last night.
It is so wet here, even the wood under the tarps is wet!
I have baby chickens and quail i need to sell, and yet i have a dozen Silver quail eggs i am dying to hatch. Does this make any sense?
Putting more paint on some of my projects. I need to dry some boards so i can paint them and staple the rest of the wire on that run. Sigh. Everything is mud. I need more gravel.
 
Morning all, Cap, I knew the def. of forte . Just trying to crack a joke. I never did figure out what my forte is. Its not telling jokes obviously . It sure aint anything in the torture chamber.
I can never tell when you are joking or serious.
I am thankful the poison ivy has stopped itching!
Now that hubby is not allowed, i feel like i should be getting wood ready for the winter. But i can't possibly do that and care for the critters too.
I should go feed the rabbits and get back to barn cleaning. Bbl.
 
Went down and let the 2 CL cockerels out, turkeys chased one all over the place. I finally caught him and put him away. The other one just stayed in the tractor.
I took the Mule and got wood to build the divider for the hoop coop. Now hopefully it can dry enough to paint it. Mold and fungi growing all over the place.
 
Went down and let the 2 CL cockerels out, turkeys chased one all over the place. I finally caught him and put him away. The other one just stayed in the tractor.
I took the Mule and got wood to build the divider for the hoop coop. Now hopefully it can dry enough to paint it. Mold and fungi growing all over the place.
Hope the critters dont have mold. Can kill them quickly. I suspect thats what happened to my one coop when I lost so many.
Robert just left w/ his worker and didnt close the wood door . Tom closed the kitty up between the 2 doors. I heard it crying. Poor thing has dirt on its nose. where it was smushed up.
 

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