Anyway, on one of those delicious, warm and sunny days my hubby happened to capture a few shots of our little herd doing some of the things they do best.
Eating, of course...lush, green, oh-so-yummy grass. Look at that belly Shad has put on recently.
And Ladde, never one to be in a size small himself. Eagle in the background has packed on a few pounds also. We really must get to riding these pasture potatoes. Soon, very soon.
And, then there's sleeping. Aahh, just makes me sleepy looking at them.
I don't know about you, but I'd say Eagle's relaxed right into the herd. Flanked by Harley on the left and Shad on their right, no worries a'tall...
Patch, doing what he does best. Preening and basking...he's all male, that one.
And Annie...er, I mean "Baboosk" - that's Annie's alter-ego. She believes herself to be a reincarnated Russian peasant woman. Really, the dog is so dramatic.
And sweet, little Ruby. At this moment in time, she's sweet Ruby. But don't let her fool you, most often we call her Rotten Ruby. She's come by that title honestly. Just ask Annie.
Raining a lot.
Oh well, guess I won't need to worry about the watering. A season for thankfulness. Always the right time for that. Amen?
Blessings from our little corner of the world...