After a treat and the salt lick, Lulu and Fanny make their way over to the pile of apple tree logs. They’ve eaten out the rotten wood in the middle of the logs and are working on chewing off the bark.
In one log they’ve chewed down as much as deep they can go. Now there is a seedling sprouting from the center of it.
I don’t know what kind of seed this is, but I’m tempted to take the log from the barnyard and let the seedling grow in a place where the donkeys won’t eat it.