The chicken's egg yolks have darkened up immensely with access to the green pick, and of course they love it. They can't wait to get out for their free range time!
|Nanny Ogg and Spotty.|
It's weird to have green grass at the same time as the Marri trees are flowering. This old beauty lives across the road from our gate. Sadly, I call it the Penis Tree because it has a rather unfortunate stump of dead branch left standing up. What can I say? I'm all class! :D
Andrew had some more practice at crew-leading at the brigade on Saturday, with Mirline and Andy for crew here. No real bushfire, just training. The cool wet weather has kept fires in the state to minimum. That's ok, we're happy to stick to training!
This week I felt ready to put my Firey availability back to green for the first time since last year, so am very pleased about that, though I might find it hard to get a place in the trucks with so many keen people now joined up and trained. Our brigade is a nine days' wonder in the Shire because we have had 14 (I think) new members in a single year! Yay us! I feel it is the friendly and supportive atmosphere we are building that is doing the trick, and we have every intent of keeping that going.
Niamh's blankie now looks like this:
These two are enjoying the cooler weather. Labs are no fans of the heat, especially black ones!