The horse spent all day grazing and having her hair done.
We buried the unknown chick with Kilo in the corner of the garden.
And gave them both flowers.
Beach's tractor tire was reclaimed by the garden, her little cars and trucks evicted with the planting of watermelon.
While BC laid stone around the fire pit Beach made art in the sand.
Dressed for work we put in the zucchini.
Last few minutes with the horse.
Ginger Dog creeping back in.
She tried eating grass and didn't like it. Let that be a lesson about the evils of peer pressure....
Downtime with mom out in the field.
When it was time Beach walked the horse down 10th to her owner and her goat who was overjoyed to have her back. I thought that goat was going to do a backhand-spring when she saw us.
I think it is giving me the stink eye!!!
And while we were gone the chicken's did art.
~me~
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