Lessons learned that way are the ones you NEVER EVER forget.That's cruel.
I was told to stay away from the electric fence that had a "weed burner" feature. I was pulling grass to give to the horses.... for some reason there was lush grass around the fence that I just had to pull. I learned to listen to what I was told.
Other than the once in a while hawk (bad enough) and the groundhogs we never see any predators during the day. We do take a bit of a risk by having a fenced but open chicken yard which is connected to the enclosed run the door of which we have been keeping open. Once the troops are up they can come right out into their yard rather than being restricted to the run. We feel pretty confident, perhaps a bit naively, that the chickens are ok. We supervise a bit of evening free ranging until they go in. Once in, the automatic door closes and I verify they’re locked up. All this to say, we don’t really sweat any ground predators……yet anyway.
Is there a special cuss language sailors use or is it just the general purpose cussing? As I’ve mentioned before, it’s the little things, these special moments,
in life that make it all worthwhile
Yeah, the thrills, excitement and adventures of gardeners are hard to look away from. I understand they have therapy for this now.
Thank you, I know she’s pretty. all is ok here. Praying for the war
Glass half full person I see.
Think Grandma taught me early to be.
