These pictures and accompanying narrative arrived in my email box Monday night.
As if Danni didn't have enough to keep her busy, she found time to document her day.
I'll be quiet now so she can tell you all about it.
Today started out normally enough. I'm pleased to report that there were no snakes or giant flying bugs.
After feeding everyone, I decided to finally spread some of the manure that we'd been collecting:
Why does it not surprise me that butterflies land on poop at the 7MSN?
That really lends a magical touch, don't you think?
There is something very satisfying about this chore...
Then the phone rang. Mr. Hay Man decided today was the day to deliver 216 bales:
Since we weren't expecting this to happen today, first I needed to move 36 compressed hay bales
out of the hay barn to make room for the new stuff. Not only did Mr. Hay Man help me with this...
...he almost single-handedly stacked all the new stuff in the hay barn! I was so thankful!
(What a beautiful sight a barn full of hay is:):
After this, I was ready for a bit of play. So was Johnny Cash. We played with string:
And we experimented with a catnip ball:
Eugenia was fascinated:
And then, this evening, even though the sun was still shining, it began to rain.
It didn't stop Wynonna from dining on the terrace:
Smooch and I have decided to call it a day. This is what the evening has in store for us: