We seem to be stuck in a pattern of one nice day, followed by a week of rain and cool weather.
Yesterday at the cabin, it was actually this color outside. Gray. Blue. Rain.
See that white gate? That’s the last neighbor on the “street”. Everything beyond the fence line there is her land. Everything in front of it is…MINE.
One of my future lawn mowing crew, out of three.
Rosie standing in the road.
We were going to a princess birthday party after the cabin.
Ada was walking from the neighbor’s white gate and the horses back to our cabin.
Not wet grass on the princess dress! Noooo!
We took Hank out there to run around.
He’s totally fine loose with our chickens and ducks, so I was surprised that he barked and growled at the horses and goats.
Not sure what I’m going to do about that! I’m not sure if he was actually barking at the animals or if he got them confused with the guard dogs in the fields.
Hank inside watching the goats through the living room window…hopefully he’ll get used to them?
Moving is going as slow as I thought it would.
As in we haven’t moved anything yet…