We're In Luck!

I thought I had hit yet one more rock that I needed to dig out of my way in the vegetable garden. But a little bit of nudging with the garden weeder revealed not a rock, but a well corroded horseshoe. What horse, how long ago, plowed these fields and lost his shoe in his toils? Once the garden shed is built, we will hang his shoe over the door and hope it fills with luck for a fertile and bountiful garden.

A New Resident in the Turkey Barn

This guy is found almost daily, on one or another of the hay bales in the turkey barn. Lately, I've noticed that the turkeys aren't laying eggs anymore, but the end of their laying coincides with the appearance of this guy. I'm wondering if it's just that he's getting to them before me?