Notice anything about these windchimes? They are perfectly still, hanging quiet in the sun. There is NO wind. Finally. Quickly I collect my garden tools, and fire up the lawn mower.
There is a serious jungle starting in my front yard. Weeks of rain, wind, rain and wind, and did I mention bronchitis? I don't even want to talk about my back yard. Notice there are no pictures. Here is a hint - I can find the dogs by looking for the tip of their tails, er, Lena doesn't have a tail, looking for the tip of Stella's tail
Much, much better. I was even able to do some weeding. I carry on a campaign to claim my garden from two invasive plants. One is a mint I planted. Silly, silly, silly. Thought it would be nice for tea. That mint is the T-Rex of the plant world.
Then there is this nasty stuff. Bind weed. It is the most insidious, tenacious, evil creature in all of plantdom. My property was infested with it when I moved in. Green pestilance. And it has a huge start on me this year. Not at all good.
Usually she is the horse farthest from the gate, as in many, many acres away. Here she is just a few feet. And LOOK, I call her and . . .
She turns around and begins to come to me. Finally!!!!!! Lyra coming when I call her. Amazing!Red was extremely opionionated today, as in "I see no good reason why I should have to go ALL the way down the lane." Then half way we saw the herd of Freshwater deer.
They seem to know they are welcome and safe. The horses find them good company and they find what the horses don't eat.
Look at silly Red Horse. "No Red, deer have NEVER been known to munch down on horses. Don't worry so!"