It’s me, the garden.
I’m just wondering where you are. Because I haven’t seen you in a while. And there’s trouble down here.
When it’s over 70 degrees at 6am, I know it’s time. Finally.
Summer is here. It’s time to wash the goat coat and pack it away.
You might call yours a barn coat. And, officially, that’s what it is. The coat actually spends as much time carrying chickens under a fleecy sleeve and pinning the sheep down [...]