Sleepy Time Gal

It was a struggle all day:  struggled to haul a bag of grain down to the barn through the wet mud in the morning, struggled to get and then keep the house warm, struggled to keep my eyes open.  The slip-and-slide in the chicken pen had bruised more than my ego and I struggled not to hobble around like an old lady.  Wait, I am an old lady, something I tend to forget until I'm so rudely reminded.  As one of those "early to bed, early to rise" people, three days of fun activities and (for me) late nights required a nap or two.  The most productive thing I did all day was getting milk and eggs ready for my customers.  The sun did come out so I think my guests had good traveling weather.  Most of the snow has melted from my property, but the surrounding hills are still covered.  The turkey flock that had put on such a show of strutting and flirting to entertain Suzanne and Richard made a return engagement.  All in all, it was a good day.