Where the green grass grows

We've had some anxious moments this year, wondering if our hay would ever get cut, since our horse people no longer had access to the machinery used in the past.  They told us they were looking into possibilities....and the grass kept growing.

But Saturday, I was woken by the sound of a tractor chugging, and dogs barking at it. Our grass was cut and on the way to hay! After being tossed a few times to dry, it was raked into windrows, ready to be baled on Sunday. But the western sky was darkening and as I went out to take this picture, the rain started slowly even though there was blue sky over the far side of the road.

It didn't rain long, and the hay wasn't soaked, but it lay there as the farmer raced to get the bigger field down the road off the ground and into his barn. Ours was still waiting this morning.

But it's all gone and now the grass can start all over again. In the meantime it will be much easier to walk the dogs down to the ponds, since Boomer tended to get lost and circle around back home.

Those devil dogs did enjoy finding the shredded vole families in the cut grass, much to our dismay. After confiscating the first two, any others were quickly gulped down before we could get to them. Yuck.

Shoeshining

We had a very good day here yesterday, with the news that a grandson was born in CO.

Teva (blog name!) was born at home with Shoeshine "catching", to use his expression, while Lady A did the work. Everyone is doing well, much to my relief, since I had imagined all sorts of dreadful possibilities when I first heard of their plans.

Lady A also supplied us with two bonus grandchildren, Venus and Mars (also blog names, lol).

 Rounding out the family update, here's the latest photo of Ladyslipper:

Now, if they could all somehow be magically moved to Maine, I would be content!

Too much togetherness??

With just one legal vehicle in the family, Ameranth and I have been home together a lot. A lot. (Since J is working, he does get dibs on the car)

Ameranth is looking online for sandals, and wants to find something else to finally use up the credit she's had for over two years now.

A: Okay, the cheapest thing here is a $7.00 key chain. Next is underwear- Jeez, $9.00 for one pair of underwear!

Me: That's crazy.

A: They are Calvin Kleins.

Me: I don't care who they belonged to- $9.00 is way too much for used underwear!

A: Right- even if they were Ghandi's!

Me: Well...

A: And Ghandi's would be pretty dirty.

Me: But there's enough material there to almost make it worth it.

#5

I found this in my shed when I was cleaning it earlier and hung it on the door. It happens to be our house number, but it is more than that- it's a memory.

A memory of when the kids were little, and we had a ball field carved out of a corner of the hay field.

See the scoreboard over to the right? That's where the 5 came from. We ended up with that and the canvas for the backstop when the Little League updated their field. It was a lot of fun when we had friends over and played softball, both adults and kids. 

I wish I had gotten second base lined up with the pitcher's 'mound' in the picture, but more than that, I am just glad to have this photo at all. Even if it has no people in it, I can still see the players.