The tree that was downed in a storm a few days ago was turned into firewood yesterday.
Glory Bee has been supervising this tree closely since it was felled.
She had plans. Oh, yes, PLANS.
Well, I’m not entirely sure if they were her plans or if she was being directed from behind the scenes.
Chickens: “First, we get the Giant Calf to tell them where to put the bird feeders back up. On the front end, we’ll pick up the spilled seeds.”
“Somebody keep an eye on the back for the rest to come out. WIN WIN.”