Twin fawns in our upper field. They’d been sleeping between the compost beds when I startled them. Notice how well their spots blend them in with the daisies in the field.
Archive | July 2010
Haying, Forever Young
Finally the rain stopped long enough for everyone to get their hay cut, dried, baled and bucked into the truck so we could load it into the barn. Here’s a video of the last run through the field, picking up stray bales.