Walking With Dogs..

Ki-Anne climbing some bales of hay.

Lil, with a stick, of course.

Ki-Anne watching.

Playing in muddy puddles:

Lizzy, Ki-Anne, and Junior.

A Walk With Dogs

The creeks were up after the rain.

The rock bridge was covered but Seymour still crossed.

Maggie never passes up a chance to cool off,

and Lil is right behind her.

The pond is full.

I Worked...

My walk from Sunday was not just for pleasure. 

I began in the barn...shoveling that wonderful black gold for the garden called horse manure.  I restacked several rolls of Goucho wire.  I never touch Goucho without bleeding but they are all safely stacked to the side instead of in the barn isle where hubby so thoughtfully left them.

I stacked my square bales in a stall because they had been unloaded on top of the Goucho in the dark one night.  Raked the loose hay and fed a bale since the horses had heard me and returned to the barn.

I am on a roll!  Getting some work done!  Who is this lady in my body???  I surely don't know but she is almost like I used to be.

This is before my walk so I do not know where the energy came from but I sure hope it stays.

Squiggy and Seymour are busy at the barn hunting for moles.

Yoda was with me every step of the way.

Gentry, Maggie and Lil enjoyed our outing.

I would say this day was just what the doctor ordered.