It was only 57 this morning, so I'm feeling pretty good:Here are Jewel and I, sharing a drink:
Misty can be always be found at her stall, ready for breakfast:
And yesterday, our Bill spent all day whacking weeds:
Most of our fencing now looks neat and trim:
We would like to trim the weeds by our creek:
But the banks are over 6 feet high, and there’s too much danger of falling in! 🙀