We arrived back at the farm early on Sunday afternoon and all looked well:
I've collected the weekend's farm photos into one post, so they represent more than one day. The dogs are always happy to be out in their backyard run:
Wally, who had such a grand time on Sunday morning, appeared to have had a stroke (or something) on Monday morning. But he rallied and appeared to be making a comeback. Nevertheless, knowing his old age and declining vigor, I wanted a couple of photos of him to celebrate what would turn out to be his last trip up to the farm. I called him outside and snapped this photo while Madeline stood in the background:
I took a walking tour of the yard. The apple trees didn't appear to be very active yet:
Until, that is, I looked more closely:
The pear tree was coming to life as well:
The daffodils were in bloom, the birds were singing and the world looked like a glorious place:
I used my new water hydrant to water the newly planted fruit tree saplings:
And then fired up the new riding mower and got to work on the lawn before it turned into a hay field:
The dogs were happy in their yard as long as they could see me:
And they were happy in bed - except, of course, for Winky and Seamus who slept on the floor:
The weather was nothing short of glorious and I decided to do something fun to celebrate springtime. But I'll post more about that tomorrow:
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