Saturday was freedom day for our young trio,
Prince, Freddie, and Bruno.
After a week of confinement in the Frat House,
their door to the great outside was opened and they were given the opportunity to
free-range.
Bruno was the first to emerge
(with a little encouragement)...
and flew straight up into a neighboring tree.
Prince was the next to emerge...
running straight into the woods.
Freddie was the most timid of them and at first, refused to step foot outside his house.
Worried that they might get disoriented, we opened the door to their old yard...
offering them familiar surroundings.
Eventually all three got together and started to explore their world...
eventually ending up in their old yard together.
Unfortunately, they decided that they liked the old coop much better
and spent most of their day there.
Familiarity is security, I suppose.
If the old house is where they want to live... so be it.
They are fine there until the day comes that we need to raise another brood of chicks.
Until that day, the Frat House remains un-occupied,
and the three teenaged boys will share the nursery.
Silly roosters!
Morning chores are the best time of day.
Rounding up the horses who have spent their night in the pasture...
they come eagerly, ready to nap for the morning.
they come eagerly, ready to nap for the morning.
We lead the donkeys, sheep, and pigs into the front pasture...
watching the goats, chickens, turkeys, guineas and ducks begin their day.
For some reason, yesterday morning, the ducks flew to the top of the pasture fence.
One...
Two, Three...
The muscovy ducks have powerful and beautiful wings...
I have only seen the use their wings for short flights around the barnyard.
I have only seen the use their wings for short flights around the barnyard.
a stone's throw away from two happily grazing donkeys.
Nothing exciting happening...
which, in itself, is pretty darned exciting...
to me.
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I really enjoy morning chore time pictures.