(If you’re seriously wondering you’re not even paying attention…)
I dug up approximately two thirds of the garlic today, or 31 bulbs with 13 remaining to be dug up later when they’re more clearly done for the season. They’re not much bigger than last year on average. I was expecting bigger as the soil’s that much better. Maybe next year?
And I heard a weird sound while checking on the chickens…sort of a juicy fart noise. Suddenly on the ground there’s a shell-less egg: just membrane, white and yolk. And just as fast it’s gone as the apparently not-shy-about-eating-their-young flock gobbled it all up. That at least made me feel better about sitting on the deck with a glass of white wine and a scrumptiously roasted chicken for dinner.
It seems like three or four may be laying now. We are getting a steady two eggs a day.