And then there were eleven

Not much happened last week. The weather has cleared and we've had much less rain, which is nice. Roberto, and his wife Adriana, were away on holiday for the last two weeks so we've not been fishing while they've been away. They're back now, so our normal fishing schedule will resume this week. Martin ran out of fish at his restaurant twice, so he's been buying fish from us as well. We'll be buying another 1,500 more baby trout this week. Our system seems to be working.

The sad news of the week is that one of our hens died. There was no indication this Betty was sick other than for a couple of days her back end was dragging as though her legs couldn't support her. Then the day before died, she just found a nook under the ramp leading from the coop to the outside pen and nestled... I guess just finding a little peace and quiet. We have no idea what caused her demise, but it doesn't appear to be any kind of virus or infection. All the other Bettys appear to be healthy. So, now there are eleven. It's sad, but nature has a way of taking its course. It gives... and it takes away. And so it goes.