Grazing is Good
With all the rain, the grass seems to be growing like...well weeds. So are the weeds, at least around the house. I went out to clean off a mat with the hose and found myself waist deep in weeds by the back porch. I pulled a few, washed off the mat and then got out the trust weed whacker--string trimmer--and attacked. Then I headed out to the barn, near the water trough, and trimmed some pretty big weeds there too. I just made a dent in the overall weed crop, but those two places do look better.
The lawn needs a mowing, but it is still too wet. On the positive side, as far as the Boys are concerned, the pasture seems to be doing well enough to keep them happy for most of the day. In between the mosquito assaults and the rain showers, they head out to graze and it took a bit of noise on my part to get them in at feed time. But then, Toby took the lead in a canter and soon all three trotted into their stalls for a bite to eat.
I am cleaning out--full stripping--the stalls a bit at a time so I don't throw my back out. A few more days, and things will be under control, but by then I am going to have to do the front run-in shed again as Toby and Tucker seems to drag their hay out there. And the other side of the barn needs a good cleaning as well--a job done relatively easily with the tractor. I do have to wait a bit for the mud to dry up, though, as it's rather soggy out there after week of rain, with more to come.
Meanwhile, inside, I made up a batch of chicken salad, finishing off the chicken breast I'd bought. This time, though, I added apples, grapes and nuts to make it a chickem waldorf salad. I think I have mastered a pretty good recipe of my own. I finished off a nice plate with some salad greens and it was quite tasty. I have enough left for tomorrow too, if I don't dig into it before I go to bed. Tempting, I fear.