- Apr 9, 2011
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Sheep pen blew down and I need to go retrieve him and stick him in the greenhouse before I've got no small roses left, but I'm discovering just how little hurry I've got in me these days- ate half my breakfast, stood up to dress, and nearly puked it all back up.
NOT my favorite sort of day.
All my mad-spider chicken housing is fine, though, it's all built to vent and below grade; the sheep was right out in the middle of the yard in full exposure to the wind and his tarp acted like a sail. Going to be a pure beast to get it ack up and square. UGH.
NOT my favorite sort of day.
All my mad-spider chicken housing is fine, though, it's all built to vent and below grade; the sheep was right out in the middle of the yard in full exposure to the wind and his tarp acted like a sail. Going to be a pure beast to get it ack up and square. UGH.