New life on Easter. Betty's eggs starting hatching yesterday. The first died, second lived, third died and waiting to see if the fourth will hatch. Scott is working on the coops and securing the nursery for Betty and her chick to start staying in tomorrow.
While I was outside watching Scott work, but helping too, I discovered this guy sunning himself on a rock. Hubby tells me it is a golden skink. He was a big fella.
Next the beautiful, blue sky.
The only thing Grace has done all weekend is watch episode after episode of Once Upon a Time and some sculpting.