We’re wet here. Like, really wet here. The river is nearly flooded. The ford is more than flooded.
That’s water, way up in the road out of the ford.
The ducks are happy.
A flooding rain is like candy falling out of the sky to ducks.
But there’s no milk falling out of the sky. The mud and water out to BP was beyond my puny capacity to endure.
Today was my milking day, but I just…..couldn’t…..take it. Wading out there with feed buckets, my milking stool, and my milk bucket, then wading back was just too much.
I fed BP and then I took her back to Glory Bee.
Sometimes, you just have to bring in an expert.
The Chickens in the Road Retreat 2011
September 2nd and 3rd
A Hands-On Experience in the West Virginia Mountains
Registration for the CITR Retreat 2011 opens tomorrow (March 1) at 1 a.m. DON’T MISS IT. Space is limited!