Oh, What a Beautiful Morning!

It's another glorious August morning on the farm!

Rog, looking sort of like a bridesmaid with his bouquet.  He was up early to start the bread dough for market, then harvested squash blossoms for a restaurant customer and discovered a big yellow zucchini hiding.

While LaFonda was being milked, the other cows chomped a bit of hay for breakfast, glowing in the sun.

Jitterbug and Lindyhop helped themselves to my treat bucket.  (Lariat probably would have but her muzzle is too big.)

Ducks take their first bath of the day.

The chore wagon casts long morning shadows.  This trusty little cart has gotten a lot of miles on it this summer, merely hauling stuff between the barn, garden and house.

The chickens are fed in several feeding stations. While most of them crowded by jostling hens, turkeys and guineas, this little chick gets to dine without competition because a buff orpington hen has adopted him and fiercely protects him.
A week ago we discovered the chick with an injured leg, peeping and limping badly. We confined him to the coop so he wouldn't get trampled but didn't hold out much hope that he would mend. A couple days later we discovered he had been taken under the wing of a broody hen, sleeping beneath her at night. Ever since, she has been fussing over him as if he is her own spoiled baby. And his leg has healed!

Everything exudes joy and vitality. We must savor every moment of these magical summer mornings.