Sometimes, when you see what you let become of your raised beds over the winter months…it can get depressing. You can’t stop thinking about the time when it was all pretty, the soil was dark and smooth, and edible wonderfulness grew as far as the eye could see. It’s a big job getting beds back to a vegetable-worthy state. So we needed big help.
Enter, the Nephew.
We had no idea pulling weeds could be so much fun.
Great excitement ensued when we realized that we were unearthing all sorts of chicken snacks. That is, snacks for chickens.
First we threw the snacks over the fence…
Gradually, weeding and feeding turned into playing. “Let’s walk through the jungle”. “AAHHH I see a lion over there!” “I’m trapped in the dirt pit!”
…”Mmhhmm…How does chocolate milk sound?”