I'm not feeling particularly verbose this morning and nothing very noteworthy happened yesterday, aside from the rain. So, I thought I'd leave you all with a few photos from around the little farm.
This poor, lonely little house needs a tenant. There was a chickadee who seemed interested last weekend, but apparently the place failed the inspection.
Papa bluebird, standing guard, awaiting the return of his hardworking ladyfriend.
King Leon, master of the farm.
King Leon's liege lady, Little Red
And finally, what's more fun than a barrel of monkeys? A tubful of ducks. The only part that's not so fun? Cleaning up after a tubful of ducks. They had a right proper throwdown in this here bathtub. And they have not been back in it since. They now prefer to party in a bucket outside.