But how do I convince hubby that this would be an asset to the yard??
A jiggly wet walk down the farm lane.A goose mama sitting on her eggs.
I cannot wait to see the little babes.
Now that is an egg.
I spent the night listening to the rain pouring down and all I could think of was our dear friends/neighbours who make their livelihoods from farming strawberries.
Not for the weak I tell you.
They work so hard and do so much year round and now they are faced with the possibility of loosing their crop due to this inccesent rain.
I felt so bad that the girls and I stopped by this morning to see if we could help in any small way and we were immediately put to work laying down straw.
The girls helped for a row or two but then became distracted by picking up slugs.
As slugs are not a friend in these fields, the girls were cheered on to see how many they could get.
Failing to have a bucket on hand, but being creative and determined, K came up with a solution.
She fed them to the chickens....yummy.
Why people say as slow as a slug have never really watched one of these slimy critters move.
This year the farmers have invested in some inventive slug maintenance.
As they are trying to be as organic as possible they learned that these ducks will eat slugs...and lots of them.
Once mama ducks (the people) introduce their sluggy diet, the ducks learn and gobble up copious amounts.
How kind of her to soothe it before she tossed it into the duck pen.