In other fowl news, our Rhode Island Red rooster currently has a gig as husband's rugby team mascot. They are the Thundercocks, and well, "Thunder" represents the team in fine form. Last Saturday, he was caught and transported via cat kennel to the playing field. We tie a bit of 550 cord to his leg and he gets to wander around before the game begins. He's a great conversation starter...it's as if no one has ever seen a live rooster before. Okay, they most likely haven't. Thunder seems to enjoy his excursion to the playing field. The only thing that is problematic, are the little kids who want to pet the "birdie". He's not a fan. Nor are their parents after he tries to peck them and then they cry. I find it funny. Parents shouldn't encourage their children to "pet" a rooster. I blame them.
"Thunder"
So, the garden...it is at a momentary standstill. I have been gone every weekend, with the next one being no exception. The plan is to spend a few hours clearing out the big weeds...then getting a rototiller one afternoon. It won't take long to do that at all. Probably best we don't have the rototiller all day...we tend to get carried away with that sort of stuff...start tilling everything in sight. Hopefully once that is done, I can get the irrigation set up and start planting some things. I need to start my seeds soon too. Maybe a trip to Walmart for potting soil and some little pots is in order. I have a few packets of seeds...mostly herbs though. I prefer to plant my tomatoes and squash from the little starter plants they sell at OSH and those kinds of places. No sense of adventure I know. In reality, it's called lack of patience!
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