…but Farmlet life is going on without us, as it does.

Beauty, and future chicken treats.

Today marks the midpoint of my time away from our little home, and of course, there’s been lots of action, sent to us in notes and photos from our amazing housesitters. In another week, I’ll be moving from our collective house here in ‘town’ (which is still very rural, much more so than at home. There’s no broadband, for instance.) I’ll be spending the next 6 weeks in a tent, then flying back to happy dogs and the adventures and challenges of my new job.

But meanwhile at home, the garden is producing some of the ugliest tomatoes you’ve ever seen, but I hear they’re delicious, and of course, the mid-summer flowers are drawing all the bees to the yard. The rabbits aren’t enjoying the heat, and Cookie the chicken successfully brooded and hatched a small flock of chicks, who will be regular old chickens by the time I return.

2 days old.

Yesterday, Hamster the 6 lb. Yorkie got stung by a wasp, and I wanted to go home to comfort him (and me) so painfully I could feel it- the warm still air on my skin, my rocking chair on the back porch, the chickens running up to heckle me for treats- but in the meantime, there is work to be done, women to hug, and lots of food to cook here.

Keep the internet warm for me. I’ll be back before you know it.

My summer home. No chickens.

Until next time,

~Fae