So Glad to Be Home
The dog and the hens met me at the gate and 'talked to me' all the way up the sidewalk to the back door. Either they were chiding me for staying away for so long or trying to fill me in on the events of their weekend without me. I found Yeoldfurt in his office, taking a break from all the chores and projects he imposed on himself in my absence. He does that every time. He knows I like him to pace himself and not do too much at once or too much in the heat of summer. But as soon as he knows I'm going to be gone for a day or two, I can almost see the wheels turning ...he's dreaming up projects that he can tackle while I'm gone. I can't complain too much since I do the same thing to him. Just seems different when I do it. Ha!
Other than stocking up a few sale items at the grocery store, I didn't do any prepping this weekend. I didn't even make bread. But we'll make up for next weekend when our 13 year old niece is comes to visit. Yeoldfurt and I will take her to the range to practice with her 22 Cricket (just her size) and then she and I will have a bread bake-athon and see how well the new dehydrator works for raising several loaves at once.