“Are your hens free range?” It’s a question I get asked regularly at the farmers market. For the most part, the chickens roam through woodland. They seem to enjoy thick brush more than anything. At times they are out on open grass, but they spend most of their time in the understory of the woods.
Lee has gone broody on an empty nest. Today, I put four duck eggs underneath her for her to hatch. If all goes well, there will be four ducklings for her to raise around June 20 to 21.
The marjoram I planted several years has come on strong this year. It’s a lighter green than oregano, and makes for a beautiful ground cover along the path to the tofu cabin. I can see why the Greeks and Romans considered it a symbol of happiness.