Johns tea mug remains empty down at the barn. Our business meeting the other morning ( back scratch time) evolved a work schedule which is no longer appropriate ( I think it only worked for one day !) and big brothers chores are now going to have to be re allocated to the remaining unpaid ranch hands.. We are going to miss you John, hurry back. Yesterday was a loooooong day. We got up at 2am and had him to SeaTac ready for his long flight home then got back to start the morning chores ( without part of team Hudson). Jodie, our resident Wwoofer volunteer set off for her scenic ( wet and very long) bike ride to Bremerton ( if she wasn't so smart I'd swear she is crazy) for her glass blowing class. She will be back today, setting off from Seattle for her ( again wet and very long ) trip back home. Trish and I got to work cleaning out the Chicken Shack, it's tough working with chickens, sweep it up, they scratch it back....pile it up...they scratch it back...there may just be a scrap of something good in there. A couple of face to beak confrontations with the roosters came to nothing, a couple of face to beak confrontations with their female counterparts resulted in a lot of screeching birds, ruffled feathers and much strutting. Our biggest concern was cleaning under the roosting perches, those birds can aim poo like guided missiles and we could see those feathered ladies meant business as they looked down on us beneath their quivering bright red wattles. For a city slicker, Trish, (little sister) is worth her weight in gold and seemingly nothing phases her, the tougher the assignment the more she seems to relish the challenge. We will miss her when she goes back to Holland. Well, its almost time, my tea mug is drained, only crumbs remain from my breakfast and dawn is breaking on the horizon. It's raining again and time to get ready to go down to the barn. Take care, M
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