Well, I've been moving my quilt room back to the little bedroom and my bed, chest and nightstand back to the master bedroom. Along the way, of course, I had to clean and dust and reorganize and toss stuff out, so it's not just a matter of moving furniture, which is bad enough by itself. My back says to quit now.
Yesterday, I saw Hector do his necessary roosterly duty and I don't mean fertilizing eggs. Jill and Athena were staring each other down and the hackles were rising, all this inside the barn. Hector didn't miss a beat, walked right between them and grumbled something to them. When they didn't appear to be backing down, he was right back at it, keeping them separate. And I also saw him mate Wendy so that relationship seems to be a little more amiable. His leg is still shaking, but I have limited him to the barn pen, not free range, and gave him aspirin. Leg stuff takes forever to get better ....in humans and chickens. My knee is still really stiff, though the other day, I was walking down the embankment behind the barn and heard/felt it pop. For the rest of the day, it was so much better! But that didn't last, especially taxing it by heavy lifting.
The garden is finally doing great. My peas I planted three weeks ago finally are breaking ground. They were not coming out until it was good and warm, no matter how much I coaxed and watched them. Tomatoes I started from seed are at last taking off. The peach, pear and cherry trees are loaded and I vow the birds will not get all those cherries this year!