Helping out

Getting ready to go to the farm on Tuesday Morning. Seppi picked out his farming outfit with care.

Hat to keep the sun off. ‘Spenders to keep his shorts up. Boots to keep his feet from getting poked.

And a bag of books, because we had to go to take the older girls to violin, and whenever we do that, Seppi gets to sit in the front seat and read books the whole time they are in their lesson.

Let’s get in the shop. It’s too hot to work out in the sun.

Winnie thinks this shelf should be bigger, so she could sit in it without bumping her head.

Yes, she is trying to hammer in a decking screw. Gave it the old homeschool try, then got upset when it wouldn’t go in, and wouldn’t come out. She’ll learn in good time, just like her older siblings.

The turkey “peep-peeps” are not friendly. They do not like small humans touching them.

But Winnie loves them so much!

Thanks to Uncle Adam’s efforts to get them used to the purple bucket full of alfalfa pellets, our semi-wild four-footed cousins are getting more used to us.

Even the steers come close enough to get some of that.

Even Fergus, the big ornery brute. He let Adam get near enough to adjust his halter without fighting about it.

Clinic this weekend, so no farming. Alas.

I suppose we have to pay the mortgage somehow.