Woke up to rain this morning.
Feels great, and it took away that hot, muggy humidity.
Here's the view out the new kitchen window
of the neighborly bull.
Rain drops
on the pipe rail fence.
The first thing on the list ...
Maggie and I had to move some of the field sprinklers.
Here's Maggie
in her rain jacket
checking the fence line.
She's in charge
of keeping the neighborly geese
on their side of the fence.
Notice my mule Polly
noticing me.
Waiting on her morning feed.
Look closely to her right,
beyond the fences,
and you'll see
"the hole".
This is the hole
that we had dug
one year ago.
This hole was dug to bury
this very sick mule.
Lucky for us,
lucky for Polly,
we gave her one last chance
(and 3 months of antibiotics)
to recover.
Here she is at 25 years.
So far, so good.
Call it superstition or
call it whatever you want?
I will NOT fill in "the hole".
It makes it's own quiet statement ...
With that said ...
I'll end this post with
Peek-a-Boo Polly
and Peek-a-Boo Maggie.
They're probably both hiding
from the old lady who digs big holes!
Enjoy your day,
where ever or who ever you are!
