Seedlings started mid-April started out great, then grew too fast, got emptied from their trays by the wind, repotted, transplanted into an experimental planter (of which photo didn't load), and 2/3 of them didn't survive.
So I bought three tomato plants to transplant...
And Sunday afternoon the goslings and biddies were mixed together for the first time in the small pen, enjoying the sunshine, until dark when a big goose discovered the goslings and would NOT let me take them out. I had to wait until after dark when the other geese herded (is that even a word?) to the pond before I could return them to the heat lamp. (We've turned them over to the "momma geese" in past summers...one year both goslings drowned in the storm...the next summer turtles got one and we never found out what happened to the others...so no, I am not letting them have the goslings until they're well-feathered.)
Meanwhile, two more eggs in the incubator have piped and are starting to hatch.
And last, but not least, is Buster. In the last three weeks he's "blessed" us with one live mole, one wild mallard, and a small raccoon.
And as April gracefully closes (How can that be?), I wish you a very happy May.
So I bought three tomato plants to transplant...
And Sunday afternoon the goslings and biddies were mixed together for the first time in the small pen, enjoying the sunshine, until dark when a big goose discovered the goslings and would NOT let me take them out. I had to wait until after dark when the other geese herded (is that even a word?) to the pond before I could return them to the heat lamp. (We've turned them over to the "momma geese" in past summers...one year both goslings drowned in the storm...the next summer turtles got one and we never found out what happened to the others...so no, I am not letting them have the goslings until they're well-feathered.)
Meanwhile, two more eggs in the incubator have piped and are starting to hatch.
And our neighbors on the hill are officially moved in, while the neighbor across from us is making great progress. I don't know about you, but to me this seems like an awfully huge house. (I can hear my grandmother now saying "That's a lot of house to clean.")
And last, but not least, is Buster. In the last three weeks he's "blessed" us with one live mole, one wild mallard, and a small raccoon.
And as April gracefully closes (How can that be?), I wish you a very happy May.
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