The Farm In Autumn

We arrived at the farm on a Sunday afternoon and I got the car unpacked and the dogs settled. The next order of business was to check out the beginnings of fence construction. I left old Winky and Wally sleeping in the apartment and took the rest of the dogs out for a walk in the south field. There were White Cedar fence posts piled up here and there in preparation. These "giant pencils" were piled next to the thornless raspberry patch which, I later decided, would be inside the fence for the cattle to nibble on:

A giant pile driver was parked near my barn, all ready to begin banging those fence posts into the ground:

I returned to the apartment and let all the dogs out into side yard because the tenants' friendly but rowdy young Labs were in the dog run:

Fergus posed for a portrait, but looked a little bit worried:

We came back indoors and got ourselves comfy:

Seamus rested next to my bed:

And Clover curled up in front of the heater:

Winky just watched me, smiling in his crooked way:

Monday was a busy day. I met with the fence installer and walked the perimeter of both fields. Then I spent the rest of the day loading up another dumpster with garbage from the barn. Notice the autumn color across the field. By nightfall I was so spent that I crashed into bed and slept soundly. We left for home the following morning, but I'll post about that tomorrow: