On The Farm

That’s Lori looking at the camera,  with a heart on her nose and a mouthful of hay.  The sheeps wool shows up beautifully agains the snow.  You can see the true colors of Constance and Robins gray wool since the tips are not yet faded brown by the sun.

And Fate is well camouflaged  as she rounds the sheep, her black markings like muddy footprints in the snow.

I wanted to walk in the woods today, but it’s hunting season again.  Our neighbors that border the back of the woods only come to their camper a few times a year, and always  to hunt.

So I’ll stay out of the woods behind the farm and walk on our neighbors paths which are posted.

Today I walked to the back pasture to check on the fence I repaired last week.  I’m glad to say it holding up well.  I do hope it lasts for a while.