Vaccine #2

We got up this morning when it was still gray outside, the birds still quiet. We slowly got ready to go to Monticello and we allowed enough time that we were there early and were waiting in the car for our appointment time to go in and the lady in charge at the health department came out and asked us if we had an appointment. We told her we did and she asked what time and we said, "Nine," and she said, "Come on in. We're ready."

The whole experience was just as slick and easy as it was the first time. We got scanned for temperatures, each got our own nurse, went into separate cubicles, a few questions were asked, a few things written down, a paper was signed, we got our shots. Then we were directed out to the lobby, given a piece of paper indicating what time we could leave the parking lot after waiting the requisite fifteen minutes to see if we had an immediate adverse reaction, and then off we went. We came home and I made us breakfast burritos, Mr. Moon got ready and went into work, and I have mostly done nothing. 
I feel fine-ish, just very tired and my arm aches. I managed to clean out the hen house and do some laundry and finish a mask but that was stretched across the whole afternoon. 
An episode of Call the Midwife was watched but I sat on the sofa, not in THE CHAIR because I would have fallen asleep. Which would have been fine, I'm sure, but I think I'd just rather go to bed early tonight. 
Someone forgot to get chicken potpies yesterday but that's all right. He did offer to pick some up when he was in town but I'd already started dinner. An easy, easy dinner. A little pork loin from one of the wild pigs is marinating and will go in the oven along with some sweet potatoes, and I have a combination of collards, mustards, and cabbage leaves simmering on the stove with leeks and tomatoes. 
Life is good. 

That picture above of Maurice was taken yesterday afternoon when I was checking for eggs. I love the way she looks like a little tiger model, her paw just-so as if for a shot on the runway, her eyes slitted against the sun. 

I got eleven eggs today out of fourteen hens including another (this makes three) that I think Violet is laying. I could be wrong. 

The sky had all the blue today, tomorrow it will have all the gray again. It's supposed to rain from 4 a.m. on. But it will be warmer. When we drove to Monticello the fields were white with frost which, as you can imagine, is fairly unusual around here. By the time we drove home, they were back to being green and yellow, handsome black cows grazing against the rising sun. 

All is well. 

Love...Ms. Moon