Our Welsummers that we raised from day old chicks at the end of May, have finally begun laying, yippee!
They’re not huge at first, and of course, having never raised Welsummers, I don’t know how large their eggs get.
With wet winter weather ahead of us, my Croc’s aren’t going to cut it for taking care of the chickens as the orchard area tends to get a bit muddy, so I found a cute pair of Wellie’s at Tractor Supply.
I don’t know what the deal is with our fig trees out in the orchard, but every year they put fruit on so late that it frosts and the leaves die off before the fruit ripens.
The trees are loaded with fruit. I don’t know of anything I’d want to do with green figs, other than toss them to the chickens. They love them ripe… not so sure about green!
Mom and I ran out to Centerville, about a forty minute drive, to the butcher we like, and I stocked up on their Italian sausage, it’s really good! Then we spent the day hanging pictures at her house and playing Scrabble.
I do believe it’s wine thirty around here!