Chance is a creature of habit, he likes his nightly walk and then a ride. If he goes for his walk and then doesn’t get to go for a ride…he pouts and sighs.
This is what we saw last night.
A doe with a pair of fawns in the clover field.
They followed their Mom to safety.
One of Donnie’s fields is ready to harvest…it is some kind of small grain. He cuts a pretty straight swath.
The corporate farmer was harvesting peas.
We never go too far and often end up at the neighbors. It was a beautiful night to sit outside, at their place the skeeters were tolerable compared to ours. Our dogs all get along real good together. Chance loves stopping there.
We spent the afternoon woodcarving. Progress is being made, five Christmas ornaments are completely done! I need to order boxes for them. We hope to do five or more every week in the next month or three.