It rained all day yesterday.

That kind of soaking rain that makes the whole world green.

We need as much rain as we can get. Our snow fall was less than normal here on the valley floor though there was supposedly plenty in the mountains. It would be good to not have another bad fire season.

I love days like these.

The usual work gets done but in a slicker on top of a sweatshirt.

Though the chickens were a trifle put out by the wetness, they soon got over themselves and ventured out of their warm, dry coop.

I’m sure the wild birds were laughing and taunting them to “come out and play, it’s just a bit of wet!”

 

She’s  just not impressed.

In the meantime, the roosters were not impaired by the rain at all. They performed all their roo duties: marching about with their chests all puffed out, crowing, protecting, mounting the hens- a lot; the usual rooster things.

 

The piglets, of course, loved the rain and didn’t in the least let it slow them from their normal pig-ness. Eating, nosing around their weaning pen, and eventually snoring in a big piglet pile in the dry straw. Pig heaven!

Try as I might, I just cannot get a snap of the fatties napping. They hear me coming and boil out of their piglet nest to see what I’ve brought them to eat. So I have LOTS of eating pictures.

Today’s count: 38 eggs, 3 gallons milk  (all eggs offered to growing piglets along with 2 gallons of fresh Jersey milk~ must keep one gallon back for my own growing boys!)

 

Better today. I was in bed all day yesterday with a fever that quaked me to my bones. But lots fluids, drugs (Tylenol and Ibuprofen) and I’m back to almost normal today…..just a bit weak. And that’s ok. I’m very thankful that I can go about my work today. I have lots of help, the kids and husband completely pampered me while I was sick, but there’s just no substitute for momma.