Death Works Overtime

This morning we were greeted with a rather sad sight.  Joanna found our broody hen keeled over and very much dead, the eggs she had been caring for were already cold.

A dead animal is always a loss and we buried her and thanked her for all her eggs.  It was astounding how stiff her body was--rigor mortis for realsies.  The rest of the day was spent amending lots of rows for tomatoes and summer squash, and then wrestling with the weeds in the garlic patch.  There sure are lots of weeds!  After work I went for a short swim and a long soak in the hot tub.  La dee da!