One of my daily morning chores is to clean and refill all of the water
buckets around the farm.
(that and a whole list of other chores)
Each morning I head up to Becky's
where our fainting goat bucks are housed at present.
Their pen is next to Becky's horses' dry lot.
Frequently I am met with this scene....
|Ava, Becky's 4 year old Thoroughbred/Percheron cross|
My rattling around usually rouses them...
Neither of them actually bother to get up, however.
I love to see animals who are so secure that they let their guard down.
I also wanted to show you how lovely our bucks are looking right now.
And lastly, I made a startling discovery the other day.
Trumpet vines grow a bean pod (non-edible of course).
Why have I never noticed this before?