From time to time the barn becomes a chicken infirmary.
Hens are quite unforgiving when one of them has a malady, or is just plain old.
They gang up on the weak chicken and in no time can peck her to death.
I suppose nature intended for this to be a survival behavior for the flock,
but here on the farm... I feel compelled to intervene.
And so, the spare stall in the barn has become a retirement home for Martha,
our elderly Rhode Island Red.
She has the run of the place, but prefers to remain in her stall...
close to her bed of hay.
Throughout the day she gets plenty of visitors, so life is not boring I am sure.
Sam, farm ambassador, stops from time to time and gives her a sniff.
Farm ambassador is the perfect job for our little brown Sammy.
He lives for spending time amongst the animals...
and never misses an opportunity
to sneak into their yards.
He's very stealthy, that Sam!
Once inside, he surveys the situation...
and when he feels safe,
just lies down and takes a little rest...
always keeping one eye on the inhabitant.
You might be wondering where Oakley is when Sam is visiting...
Oakley is never far away; but does not share Sam's enthusiasm for visitation.
Oakley, like Sam, is always by my side... tail wagging... enjoying each adventure.
They are both the best farm dogs ever!
And now....for the big reveal.
The pavilion is finally finished and ready for our next picnic.
I spent several hours yesterday cleaning tables,
spreading stone dust,
moving logs for seating,
hosing everything down,
filling the wood box beneath the pizza oven.
Finally.... it's finished!!
Here is what is behind that little black iron door....
And last, but not least,
I added a few touches to my Autumn display...
Let me know if you'd like a few for your decorating...
I have a few to spare!!