Around The Farm, Bush Hogging The South Field

This is Blondie, an Easter Egger Bantam hen. When she was a baby, I was convinced that she was so stupid that she would probably not survive. But now she's fine. I suppose I might have been right about her, but it doesn't take much intelligence to eat, poop and lay eggs:

 These two fantail pigeons keep trying to nest on the board which covers the water buckets. I can't allow that because I need to access the water, so I keep moving their eggs to the nearby board. They are not amused:

 This little lady keeps trying to nest on the floor, next to the wall where the door hits her every time I open it. I keep moving her eggs also. She's more agreeable to my moving her eggs:


 The pigeons seem happy and healthy, though there still have been no eggs hatched:


The Rugosa Roses are finished with their explosive flowering, but they will continue to bloom modestly all through the summer:

Our many weeks of rain finally came to an end and I began bush hogging the far south field:

 The far south field is a small field, surround by trees on three sides, and produces nice hay each September. The herd has access to that field until I mow it. After that, I rope it off (with electrified rope) until it's time to cut the hay:

 The grass (and weeds) was unusually tall for this field, up to three feet high, and mowing it seemed to be a must this year:

 I found several pink Musk Mallow plants in flower and I hated to mow them:

 They are one of my favorites, a relative of the Hibiscus:

I also had to mow the bigger south field but it was such an exhausting and lengthy job that I took no more photos. The fields together are about 16 acres. The herd had spent several weeks across the road in the north field, but I brought them back over to the south field when I was done. Bush hogging cuts down all the tall weeds but leaves 6 to 8 inches of grass and clover, just right for grazing: