It's That Time of Year

 We started loosing birds a few weeks ago. Scrolling back through our camera rolls, every year around the end of May and beginning of June, we get a Foxxy Foxx picking off birds and then get too big for their britches and does something stupid in the middle of the day, just like this gal did.

We are down to about a dozen chickens, six guineas and a dozen ducks now thanks to Foxxy and her family. We made out better than some, word through the grape vine is, our neighbors lost all their birds recently. 

Speaking of eating, we've been lucky enough to walk outside our back door and pick our dinner.

We use an old pallet for our lettuce/spinach garden. We learned last year to spread out the planting. We did the whole thing at once and it all came in at one time. We couldn't eat all of it at once, and lost some to seed. This year we started the first two rows on Easter Sunday, then plant a new row one month later. This way when we exhaust the first row, the second is up and ready, then the third, and we have fresh lettuce all summer long.

We worked in the garden most of the week, and it's hard to make pulling weeds sound sexy. And taking pictures of pulling weeds is even less sexy, so just use your imagination here.

At the end of the week, Cupcake called an audible and requested an apple pie. The great thing about being married to a shack bitch is, it only takes a few minutes to whip up a fancy dessert. We like apples in our salads, so we have plenty of apples on hand. 

No "crazy granny" store bought pie crust here

We ended this week with apple pie. And a nap.

K&K