The weather and the views from the porch have been nothing less than spectacular.
I try to read my book of the week every afternoon for an hour or so and I get to observe nature at her best.
Most mornings it is very foggy here. Not this morning, but there are all kinds of critters running out of the woods and across the fields this morning because the hunters are traipsing about with muskets and bows.
One of my hens got snatched a few weeks ago and the rest of the flock stopped laying and have been reluctant to leave the side yard. I do not know if it was a fox, weasel or coyote.
However, the coyote population has increased dramatically over the summer. Their howling is beautiful and dramatic, but it also has informed me of how many more of them there are now.
I love the fire bush in the front yard.
When the flock stands under cover, it usually means the rains are coming.
Two pulllets are standing under a brussel sprout leaf.
Yep, the flock is always correct. Here comes the rain.
And there goes my swiss chard. I guess the hens like it too.
Have you got some color where you are ?