Fred, my donkey jack, walked with me the whole way. He knew that I had a sack (treats come in those some times) and that I was scattering something on the ground but he just could not quite figure out what. He trailed along behind me with his nose on the ground like a bloodhound, trying to find the "treats" that he was sure I was throwing out!
I don't like to put out seed, but these pastures have been so mismanaged and they need help and fast. I overseeded with annual rye, birdsfoot trefoil ( a non-bloat causing legume), red clover and white clover. The pastures are all fescue now with just a little orchard grass in the one that used to be harvested for hay.
I also was able to move the mobile layer house around the pastures and the chickens added their own, all natural fertilizer to the soil. Maybe this year, we'll have some earthworms move in!
This year I am dividing the pastures into smaller sections so that I can rotate the animals through quicker and give each section a longer rest period (and break up the parasite life cycles).
For now, I am listening to the rain on the roof, happy that my little seeds are out there getting a good soaking!