We spent the weekend in Lubbock at a volleyball tournament. Abigail’s team did pretty well, making it to the gold round. They encountered some stiff competition there and we were sent home early Sunday afternoon. Being shorthanded due to illness and injury to some players, Abigail played all around, which meant she never left the floor. Several other girls had to do the same. Abigail handled it pretty well and Kari and I enjoyed watching her play. It made the tournament more entertaining than when she’s in and out of games.
It appears the drakes have settled things between them. I’ve mentioned in previous posts how one has been chasing the other around the enclosure for weeks now in what I thought was a tussle over the hen. Now I wonder. The hen isn’t seen around much but the two drakes act like just the best of chums. Wherever one is, there the other is also. They feed together, hang out on the island together; in short, they seem to be BFFs. Could this be the love that dare not speak its name?
More rain this week. We were still damp from the previous week but the .21 we got Tuesday was welcome. We take rain when we get it here on the High Plains. The weather was crummy all day so I stayed in the man cave mostly and caught up on some things. It won’t be long before mowing will be absorbing some, or maybe a lot of, my time.
Since I wrote the above comments about the ducks the hen has shown back up and when she’s in residence the two males quarrel over her so maybe they are just good buds when they are alone.
We celebrated Easter with a dinner and Easter egg hunt. There surely were other years when the eggs were hidden in green grass, but I can’t remember any. The place is usually dry and the grass hasn’t greened up yet from winter. Barbara joined us and the Wylies were here, of course. The weather was nice all weekend.
Monday I did my first mowing of the season. I also did a lot of trimming of weeds around and under trees where the mower can’t reach along with quite a bit of spraying. One of the weed problems is wild onions which have taken over the pasture. I’m trying to keep them from taking over the rest of the place. The problem is they have to be dug out. Just cutting them off with a mower leaves them to come back the next year. The other day I tried using an auger we bought soon after moving back here to plant tulips in the meadow with. By the way, we enjoyed some really pretty tulips this spring. I used Dad’s big drill, which has enough torque to do the job, and the combination it and the auger seemed to do a good job of digging up the bulbs. It’s still a lot of work because the drill gets heavy, but it is far easier than digging them out by hand. Time will tell whether the process disrupts their growth enough to eliminate them.