for whatever reason, dogs like to poop on dried piles of weeds. so. here is a real pile of such small piles, raked up. but then...what will i DO with it?
a major edge of the "drive way". sans weeds, which were kochia, which were pulled and flung over the fence to the Goats. it's neater.
Tenzen with his annual rubbed off forehead
Sunny Ray, hoping for love. of some sort. any sort, really, just hopefull.
even the moon is blurry.
so. tomorrow a 1/2 ton bale of alfalfa will arrive. that's equal to close to 20 of the two string bales that i am used to. big difference. but we do what we need to do. all the pics above were in preparation for that. tomorrow. ok.