Big news: In case you didn't hear, I did get my job full time with the benefits. Bada-bing! Pretty lucky, right? I am officially a Lab and Research Specialist I at the Beneficial Insects Quarantine Laboratory. Same job, basically same pay, just with health insurance. Yes! Now I can finally start breaking colts and mounted shooting! Kidding, Mom... kind of.
We've got lots to show for us running around like banshees! I'll just shut my yap and let the photos do the (majority of) the talking (yeah right):
That's Carlos, my rooster. He used to be real sweet when this photo was taken, like two weeks ago. Now he's got a bit more machismo, but I bring him down a notch every so often. He's going to be my first butchering experience in a few weeks.
Speaking of delicious chicken... this is what I came home to after my interview to get my job. Something ate my yellow chicken, and all that was left was feathers. If I didn't get the job I was going to send my boss a bill!
Trip got lucky one afternoon. And don't even go there, he's fortunate enough to be DATING me!
I finally get some help in the garden!
Greg and I have been visiting the Stuart, VA area more often so I can ride Dakota (dream horse, aforementioned) and he can work with his three year old filly at Bobby's house. This specific Sunday afternoon allowed for one of the most beautiful rides in my life. Look at those hay fields! They go for miles, until mountains! Makes my eyes want to water as my lips separate from my gums and I squeal with glee atop this horse and his secret sixth gear speed.
Trip started building me a chicken coop... and wears those goggles as an actual safety measure as well as for fashion.
Woodford does his best to follow in Trip's footsteps. However, he is more perceptive than I thought, with the crossing of his legs...
I finished putting compost on the main garden. Look at that stuff, I bet it makes you midwesterners jealous even!
I got three more girls. Two Ameraucanas and the black one is an Australorp. The brown one was my favorite, until Goose demonstrated her huge bitch personality and killed it on Monday. My patience with her is spreading thin, and she's only going to be one year old tomorrow. Don't cats live until 50?
There she is, sitting on my lap one afternoon. She was so pretty!
Trip finishes the chicken tractor! Isn't it great?! My favorite part is that you can open the coop to run door from the outside. It's very solid, and we reused the metal roofing from a pile in our backyard, and also the hardware netting that was from our friend's old tractor. However, all the wood and hardware and stuff are new... and expensive!
I had to do some Bob the Builder-ing to get the hammock up, but I managed. Trip took advantage of this immediately after the chicken furniture was complete.
Riding our bikes down the road, chasing the low golden sun. It's my absolute favorite part of the day.
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