The celebration is over.
And the most wonderful family has returned back to their lives in Texas. It’s time to strip the beds, wash the dishes (again) and set things to order. Summer has begun.
The piglets are watching for me instead of running from me. I’m sure it’s the creamy Maisy milk that has changed their minds. They are almost 12 weeks old.
Can you believe these guys squeezed through the squares in this fence just a couple of weeks ago? Fatties.
The hens are laying an amazing amount of eggs. We only have 50 hens and consistently get 3-4 dozen eggs a day. New people call me about buying eggs from us almost weekly.
Maisy and Phil are in a good routine. They are staying at the big red barn pastures, along with Auntie Maggie, in between milking sessions. Though the walk to our pastures is not far, I think Phil is a bit small to make the short walk to our fields just yet. But it won’t be long.
Our grass is growing long and lush. Happy food awaits our little herd when Phil gets a little bigger.
Today’s count: 42 eggs, 3.75 gals of milk
What’s for supper: Leftover BBQ sandwiches, again, leftover macaroni salad, again, watermelon slices.
Weather: Partly cloudy, with a low around 57. East wind around 6 mph becoming light and variable after midnight. Thursday a 30 percent chance of showers and thunderstorms after noon. Mostly cloudy, with a high near 83. Light and variable wind becoming west southwest 5 to 10 mph in the morning.