We had a little flooding problem here at the farm – not the kind that washes away houses and highways.  The driveway and some fences are a bit worse for wear, though. This dirt path to the little creek is now a gravel path.   I’m not sure whether to thank Mother Nature for that little trick
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The robins really like these low branches in the black locust tree.  There’s a pair there most days, and most any time of the day. I suspect they’re keeping an eye on their nestlings.   If you look hard enough, you’ll spot the beak of a second robin nestling.  There’s a third hiding around the other
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With dozens of ducks running around, you’d think we’d be so over them. I thought I was over them, but this new hatchling changed my mind.

Have you ever seen anything so cute?

Finally, after weeks of being penned, the geese and their goslings have earned a few hours of limited yard duty.  They didn’t exactly go running out when the barn door swung open though.  Nope, Queen Ingrid  stretched out her neck, looked all around and checked for hazards. Once Ingrid decided the sunlit barnyard contained no imminent threats,
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The nesting turkey hens occasionally fluff nesting materials over the eggs so they can slip out into the barnyard for a few minutes to stretch their legs, get a drink of water, maybe snack on some corn. One pretty young turkey hen, walking alone, attracts a lot of attention from the the gang of guys loitering
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After spending five months together in the womb, the twins are accustomed to togetherness. They stand together, move in tandem, and are rarely more than a foot or two apart when they’re out in the big, wide world. They’re a bit more independent in the comfortable safety of the barn.  Out in grazing pen in
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The mamas here at the farm have been busily adding to the livestock numbers.   Nona, a very shy ewe, presented us with twin lambs.  She’s a first-time mother, but managed the birth and cleanup duties quite well.  The trouble came later as her udder filled with milk. At the end of the first day, she had much more milk
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The three goslings escaped through the gap under the barn stall door.  That shouldn’t have been a surprise.  They are, essentially, toddlers.  I’ve yet to meet a toddler that doesn’t delight in slipping free of the grownups, giggling and racing away as fast as their little legs will carry them.  Why should goslings be any different? The frantic honking of
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Everywhere I turn, there’s a nesting bird.  One of my favorite ducks chose a corner of the duck pen. She gathered hay from the sheep pen next door, added some downy soft feathers, and piled it all high near the spot where the other ducks lay their daily eggs.  I suppose she appreciates having company
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This beautiful broad breasted bronze tom turkey lives at a friend’s farm.  Once upon a time, I had beautiful toms like this.  That was when I only had a couple toms. Now I have a larger flock.   The toms have beautiful full fans of tail feathers to display for a couple of weeks a year,
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