But we are within Agriculture Week and today, specifically, Poultry Day as well, so a Backyard Day makes sense. From my yard, I hear 3 different poultry flocks, one of which is my ds' little henhouse. There's also the neighbor's across the road and my truck farming cousin's larger flock. He used to have a flock of guineas but I'm not sure he still does.
Here is what the Backyard Day folks say:
They're not just a little patch of land with some lawn chairs anymore. For some of us, they may barely be a porch or a postage stamp of concrete. But come to the end of the workweek, we transform them into Staycation Destination #1. We've mastered square foot gardens, vertical gardening, pallet furniture, the art of charcuterie, and giant lawn games.
In the evenings, we seek our backyards to explore nature. We wait for the bees to collect their nectar. Our bird feeders attract birds of every size and color and, with them, furry creatures, too. We look to the skies at night, tracking satellites and identifying constellations. With luck, we will see a meteor shower or two.
Our backyards offer peaceful solitude, a restful escape for reading and napping.
There was stuff in one bag from a delivery that I got before Christmas. There has been either too much snow or too much wind to safely burn anything. 
