I had a giggle this morning as I roamed about the bush area down the back of our land. Mark was loading the wheelbarrow with wood to take up to the house and I was trailing through the bush with a big plastic container dragging behind me picking up small sticks for kindling. (We put the fire on last night and had it raging thanks to my little "chips".) It was lovely just wandering about in the sun. Mark confessed when he was watching me a few weeks ago doing the same he thought I was wasting my time as they wouldn't burn effectively, and the soft wood he had chopped would be much better. Haha - silly boy - I'm not just a pretty face you know!
There's something rather mellow about a warm autumn day and just wandering about; and being followed by some very excited chickens. They followed me down to the folly; a new place for them; and just had the best time scratching about in the mulch under the trees. When I left though they quickly followed me back up to their yard - they don't do brave. :)
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