Good morning! Let’s make the most of today—because, for a change, there’s no wind:
“Let me out, and I’ll give you a kiss ❤️!” (Please put your lips and nostrils away, Rose—you’re about to get let out anyway.)
We have beautiful daffodils, glowing in the sun:
Excuse me, Martha, you left one of your eggs behind:
It looks to me like bath time has given Patrick the frizzies:
And, once again, we find Juno on the manure:
In his defense, the manure is old enough that it barely smells at all; and as it continues to decompose, it has probably become quite soft and warm (but we’ll take your word for it, Juno). 🐴