"Come on, Sam...let's go out and see the sheep."
And with that, Sam hopped into the front seat of the gator...
eyes on the prize.
For the past week, since the sheep arrived,
Sam stands at their wooden stall door...
licking, licking, licking the door.
He's licked the door so much that there are clean spots on the wood...
licked clean by a big pink tongue!
"I'm still a little tired...
but I can't wait to meet the lambs!" he said.
"Wow...there they are!" he exclaimed as he hopped off the gator.
And for the next 2 hours, he patrolled the border of the fence...
staying as close to the sheep as he could.
Unafraid, Gracie and the twins came over to the fence to sniff Sam.
They soon grew bored with him and went back to doing what comes natural.
Meanwhile, Sam remained fascinated.
Oakley and Annie watched from the hill next to the sheep.
And while all of this was happening, I worked next door in the garden.
We have finally begun to have consistently warm weather...without nighttime frosts.
So, I took a big leap of faith and started planting flowers.
I can hardly wait for everything to grow and spread... filling in all the bare spots.
I planted an old wagon with Wave Petunias...
the bucket ladder with assorted blooms,
and hung this wonderful vertical garden filled with succulents on the garden shed.
After 12 hours of gardening and weeding, I had much to show for my time.
I love this time of year...
when I spend my entire day outdoors.
My fingernails have a fine layer of brown beneath them.
I scrub and I scrub and it doesn't all come out.
And then back out I go getting them full of dirt again.
I can hardly wait to be able to eat straight from the garden once again.
Eating fresh veggies that we've grown ourselves makes every hour
spent working in the garden well worth it!