This is what  my yard looked like this morning when I went out to check the chickens. I have a serious motivational problem when the weather is this stellar; particularly when it has been raining cats and dogs for a solid week.  The idea of doing anything other than sitting on a blanket with a tall, frosty glass of iced tea and a good book seemed almost sinful.  Chores kept calling me: "You know, that pile of laundry won't shrink itself."; "Hey! The sink is full of dishes."; "I am your living room and I will NOT be ignored!"  I emailed that picture of my yard to my Dad, telling myself that I'd get on the jobs that needed to be done View Post