They will rebuild the ruined cities and live in them. They will plant vineyards and drink their wine; they will make gardens and eat their fruit.
Saturday was a busy day, with auto-repair, confessions, and a wedding. But that's no reason not to get in a couple hours of work. Another pathway, another garden bed. We are running out of time, as usual. After Tuesday we won't be able to get back to the garden for almost two weeks.
The geese are in full on nesting mode right now. The gander has gotten so aggressive he had to be fenced off from the ducks behind the electric netting. He'll even attack a human, unless you smack his bill with a stick. This is why. Mrs. Goose is laying eggs! It's make or break time… Continue reading You’re a mean one, Mr. Goose.
Little Farm in the Big City 