Summer is a busy time. Remy has mostly been a good boy, staying in his corral and not causing trouble except sometimes when he balks about returning to the barn in the evening. I don't think he objects to the barn, but sometimes freaks out when we walk through the opening in the electric fence. He doesn't mind going through in the other direction and he doesn't mind if I tie him to a fence post for a minute before leading him through the opening. I have no idea why that helps, but it does:
Blue is more easily frightened but is also more compliant, so he's always (well, almost always) a good boy:
They still get lots of hay in their corral and it's time for me to start worrying about the Box Elder tree in their yard, which is covered with (poisonous) seeds. When they start dropping, the horsey boys will have to stay in the barn until it is safe in their corral again:
The Red Poll herd makes frequent trips from the pasture in to the barn because that's where the stock tank is located:
But mostly they eat grass and lounge around the pasture, always swatting at the pesky flies:
Violet is timid and easily frightened, despite her large size:
Indoors, Sammy and Bugsy relaxed on one of the yoga mats:
Clover, Fergus and Daphne napped on the big green floor pillow:
Daisy hopped up on a chair and rolled over, begging me to pet her. I rubbed her cheeks, which she likes, because I know better than to rub her belly:
Flowers, both wild and cultivated, are blooming prolifically, and I try to bring a vase full of them to church each Sunday. Last week I brought three vases. This one included orange Asiatic Lilies, Blue Sea Holly, wild Cattails, a Ninebark branch with burgundy colored leaves, and white (wild) Bouncing Bet:
This vase had two colors of Asiatic Lilies, purple Veronica, pink Yarrow and yellow (wild) St. Johnswort:
This vase contained two kinds of roses, orange Echinacea and white (wild) Bouncing Bet:
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