How Big Is Too Big

for an OCD Border Collie stick dog?

Lil spies a massive "stick"

and demonstrates the Border Collie's determination.

Not one to give up easily 

Lil tries to stare it down

knowing in her youth there was no stick that could best her.

Small and Not Small

This dog is very small.

This dog is not small at all.

This frog is small.

This frog is not small.

That is all.

Corn Dog Critters

Corn dog defined my way is meat on a stick.

dog on a stick

Dragonfly on a stick

grasshopper on a stick...

Corn Dogs?

How Does An Old Gray Lady Cool Off?

It's been hot.

Walks and runs are really hard

on this pair of stiff gray ladies.

We know where the cool spots are

and still play now and then.

Lil smiled as I waded in.

Stay cool.

Fungi

fungi

 toadstool

fungirl

Shotgun!

The sheer joy of riding upfront is indescribable. 

Tracks

of wild life At The Farm

Where will your tracks lead this year?

Happy New Year

And The Beat Goes On

as does the work.  One tiny project seems to last longer than I expect.  This is the old smokehouse over a dirt cellar.  Both are still usable.  The dirt cellar actually is just holding our empty jars. Our houses hold the full ones.  The smoke house is mostly storage but makes a great drying place for herbs.  This is on my winter project list to organize again.

 During the high temperatures the shade dictates my job for the day.

Cutting out the bird poop trees freeing the Sweet Williams to grow.

Time has a way of wearing things down.

Pieces of siding and fence will be reused.

 My cow bone guarding the entrance got a new coat of paint.

Just for fun I added Welcome as you enter the yard.

I believe it's safe to say no one has a yard like mine.

I'm always armed with a camera.

Revelation! 

That may be why jobs take me so long.

Being easily distracted is a blessing.

The front of the smoke house before

and after.

All by hand looking for rocks and stumps.

I'm tired.

Max And The Cat

Midsummer Night's Melancholy by Michael Sowa

The dog watching from across the alley only wanted to play
but the cat, being a cat, kept himself turned away
window to window Max took the leap
safely landing on his feet
but the uppity cat just ran away

A  picture inspired writing prompt

from Magpie Tales

by 

Tess Kincaid

Just Bonnie

What A Difference A Week Makes

From snow and single digit temps

to raking leafs and burning limbs

to a day warm enough for swimming

while Blue birds make housing plans.