Riding The Storm Out

All the lambs love the dollies.



It stormed last night and was too rainy to go play outside like a normal evening. I was cleaning up the kitchen, glanced over and saw Blossom sleeping with her dollies.



Awwww, what a sweet, angelic face.



Not for long.

She needed that run around outside time! After some jumping on the bed while I was trying to watch Dancing with the Stars, she had to go back to the kitchen where she then got a little (too) rough with the dollies so I had to put them up. Luckily the mud boots were there to take their place.



"Yeah, whatever, so I got some mud on the small dolly."

Blossom, you were trying to punch holes in the small dolly.



"Won't you make her give me back my dollies?"

Macro Monday

Scenes from the weed patch garden. This is a good spot for Blossom to run around, explore, play with her cat and eat some veggies weeds.



I first thought this was just a cluster of eggs of some sort, safely tucked under a wheat leaf.



Then I saw the momma bug.

My first thought was the black dots were her eyes. Turns out that's her butt. Oops, sorry.



This is her head.

I love what my camera can show me that my naked eye cannot.

Moon Music

Big neighborhood party tonight. Blossom went with us and was a huge hit with all the kids and kids at heart. I came home early with Stella and walked home from the bottom of her driveway.

The full moon was big and bright. There was a low lying fog covering the front field and I could just barely make out the horses moving around, quietly grazing. The first fire flies of the summer were being serenaded by hundreds of frogs in the creek. It was beautiful.

Blossom's BFF Betsy

They are always together. That iPhone picture the other day was not a fluke. Well, maybe that exact pose, but any time I have a few extra minutes, I know I can count on Betsy and Blossom to go out and play and maybe I'll get lucky.



Betsy almost missed this trip, but she was not about to let those crazy chickens take over.



And off they go on a big adventure.



Or sometimes they just relax.



While Blossom eats some clovers.



"Uh oh, Betsy. Who's coming?"



I love the exchange of looks between Hank and Betsy.



Sweet friends.

Does This Picture Make My Butt Look Big?

Yes, Gato, it does.

;-)

Going, Going, Gone

What are they watching?



Blossom LOVES going down to the creek.

I took a really cute picture of her and Betsy, her fishin' partner, with my iPhone the other day. I posted it on Twitter and have had so many comments on it that I decided to try to recreate it with the "real" camera. Shouldn't be too hard, but it was getting a little too dark last night. The pictures with Hank and Iris are a pretty good trade though :-).

I don't think you actually have to have a Twitter account to view my tweets (on the side bar). Maybe you do and it's just been so long since I first looked into it that I don't remember. Anyway, Twitter is fun and easy and I enjoy being able to quickly post notes and pictures throughout the day.

Act Natural

"Ba-a-ack boc boc boc..."



Scratch, scratch, peck, scratch... "Boc boc boc."



"Brock!!! Where'd that sheep come from?!?"
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"So...you come here often?"