My second job was to clear out the part of the garden where the lettuce had been planted. It bolted a couple of weeks ago and is too bitter to eat, so out it goes. I filled the wheelbarrow and took it over to the chickens to scratch through. I found some treasures in the row; three heads of lettuce that were tucked in the shade and still looked good to eat. I dug out the volunteer potatoes that were in that row as well and had one with breakfast.
Who needs the grocery store?
The turkeys kept an eye on me the whole time. They really are friendly and want to know what I'm up to when I'm out there. They prefer foraging greens to bagged feed and their bug hunting abilities only seem limited by how high they can jump. They're enjoying being alive and being turkeys. The more I raise our own meat the angrier I get with industrial food production.
Now that the row's clear I'm not sure what to do with it. More beans, or maybe the peppers I bought last week and haven't planted yet.
Here's a picture of mama cat and the kitten I've been calling "little chubs". Since she's had the kittens, mama cat has killed 2 rabbits, 2 chipmunks, a cardinal and a mouse. Good work, mama cat!