Reptar and Alcatraz

 One left over aquarium.

 One red eft newt courtesy of Mommy's garden.

 Farmer Trav's amazing terrarium landscaping.

 Ta da! A new home for a new friend!

 Her name is Reptar.

She lives in Alcatraz.

R.I.P

The chicken to the left is "Black Head"  Sadly, she departed this world last night at the paws of an unknown predator.

About 3am, I sat upright and shrieked that something was after the chickens. Farmer Trav ran downstairs, collecting his shoes and flashlight and gun on the way down. We could hear squawking and a general uproar outside in the chicken pen.

Farmer Trav ran outside and spotted a set of eyes off at the back of the enclosure. He took a shot, and was rewarded with grunting and growling. The eyes ran towards him, then back again. a second shot was met only with silence.

This morning, we found lots of feathers, and a very dead chicken. No prints, no remains of a predator, nothing.

So security has been beefed up here at the Farm. Motion censor lights, better spot and flashlights and attack plans are in place. The chickens are scared, but we have a plan.

Our little chicken will not have died in vain.

In Bloom

 Azaleas!

 Grapes!

Little girls!

Spring Planting!

Another nice day of planting! Our weather has been much better, so we were able to get all of our seedings and the rest of our seeds in.

 So our garden doesn't look like much now, but soon all of the hard work will pay off!

Garden Helper

 It was very hot and buggy, so Sarah decided to take a little siesta.

She is not very helpful.

Croatia

One of the first characters that we met on the Farm was a cat we have decided to call Croatia. When we met her, the owners of the Farm casually mentioned that she was an alley cat from Croatia. In central Pennsylvania.

I kind of chuckled to myself, wondering how I was going to call a cat that may not speak English. This wonderful kitty has ended up being one of my favorite personalities! She is very expressive, demands to sleep on her own pillow (but only after it has been warmed up by your head) and also follows me in a remarkably canine fashion. Actually, last week we walked all the way down to our mailbox, and Croatia followed us the whole way!

So however she ended up here, we love her and are so glad that she is here. I also have a sneaking suspicion that she is bilingual.

Orchard in bloom!

 Apples and peaches and pears oh my!

 Our first real taste of spring was marked by 70 degree heat and blossoms that seemed to burst out overnight.

The grapevines are also ready to go!