Blink.

The chicks and ducklings and goslings are a-growing, smelling more everyday. The goslings continue to be the most adorable, and Middlest can't resist them. She has gleefully taken them up to bed with her for snuggle sessions, leaving a towel covered in goose poop each time. I can only hope her future spouse is tolerant and understanding.
Huz is home from China, busy, busy week without him. I do a LOT of driving these days.
The asparagus is in full force, so asparagus with every meal. Now, we are behind already on the vege garden, and when will that happen? Who knows?! But, I can only hope, somehow, it happens.
The hogs are growing, and happy buggers, they love to be scratched, and are always looking for a treat. Youngest walks them everyday, and he is starting to see some results in the responding to commands game. It is a bit less of a chase the hog around exercise and more of a direct the hog somewhere one, but still a long way to go before entering the hog show ring.
The lambs have been pulled away from their mommas to be weaned, which makes everyone unhappy. They all bleat and cry incessantly, loudly, mournfully. It is not comforting enough to hear each other, it is still too far removed. The horses have moved out while the weaning is happening. Too loud, too unhappy in the barn. The only one seemingly unconcerned is poppa sheep. Cesar just wants to be fed and scratched as usual.
On, and on to each day.