Awake and already at it.

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Having feed sorted, to my liking, and in stock, makes the 'morning' much easier.  Whenever that 'morning' does begin.  In this case, it was 13:00, give or take some, nebulous, odious, number of minutes.  Which can't be named.  Because I don't know.  So shut up.  Anyway... up and at it.

It is already 80 out there.  It's sort of an ugly 80.  It feels warmer, and almost sticky?  Humidity is reading 44, so not bad if not great?  I don't know.  It's reading 70 in here, though has been nearly that all night after shutting the windows and doors.  Strange, but all good, too.

Cats, first.  Food and litter, then while tending the ducks, a bucket of fresh water in for them.  Then the ducks.  Oh those are hungry little quackadoodles.  Not so much the adults.  But the still growing, and definitely just started, little ones, eat like a whirlwind.  All good?  I can hope.

Only one drake in that first two batches, of which seven made it... so far.  The rest are hens, one might be a mule... a cross between the indian runners and muscovy.  I won't name those who are about to die.  And he is on the menu.  As is the cross.  They aren't fertile.  I may keep the rest of the hens.  The rest of the younglings are slated for dinner.  That's just the way it works.

I'll get the rabbits shortly.  Two of the waterers were clean empty.  Two which had been changed yesterday.  I'll gladly refill, just thought it was odd.  A few foods were down.  I checked as I was doing the ducks.  Pulled the waterers to be refilled.  As well, I open the bins, and leave them open, if they need food.  So, on my way through, I can just quickly load those up and take just a few waterers with me, knowing already what is needed.  I do that, especially if I know I'm taking a short break after ducks, and not able to push on through.

Overcast.  But is it clouds, or smoky haze?  Perhaps both.  Can't really see the mass all that clearly.  Perhaps thicker smoke, or maybe the smoke is blurring clouds.  Whatever, a bit darker out there.  So I was a bit surprised it was that warm.  All good though.  While the higher heat is trouble, I can handle this weather just fine, nowadays.  I remember when even 80 was brutal, too brutal.  I have acclimated.  It just took... nearly a decade.  It was last year when summers began making sense... mostly.

Have a great one.  If sleeping soon, dream well.  If working, work hard.  If loving?  Get busy.  *grins*  Later.