You bring humidity, heat, and the beginning of Beer Tent season. Which is a Midwestern tradition, right up there with hotdish.
Around the Farm:
Independence Day seems to unofficially signal that summer is half over. That means that here on the farm our thoughts turn toward fall. We start prepping the barn for the cows that will be living in it all winter and finish putting up new fencing for my dad’s horses. I gather the supplies I will need to freeze and can garden vegetables and Jesse starts cutting loads and loads of wood.
We do have a mystery here at the farm. Something has been systematically killing the chickens. It is not the crime scene I found when a weasel got in with our chicks last year, the chickens are just suddenly gone. This is why we don’t get to attached to the chickens, they are everyone’s favorite meal.
The Books of June:
(I see now, looking at the graphic, that I put Pretty Girls on there twice. Oops!)