The pigs have enjoyed their daily trip to the front pasture.
Each morning, after breakfast, they make their way down to the gate
and lie there.... waiting.
When the horses are done grazing, it's the pigs' turn.
Out into the pasture they go...traversing it side to side, front to back.
We wondered at first if we would have any trouble getting them to come back
into their own yard each afternoon.
But each afternoon, when the call goes out...
"Pig, pig, pig!!"....
they come running.
These girls love their carrot treats so much
they are willing to leave the pasture behind for a delectable garden carrot.
As for this year's carrot crop...
gnarly is the best word for it.
I've never seen an uglier, twisted mass of carrot root than that which gets pulled
out of the garden each day.
The pigs obviously don't care.
To them, any carrot is bee-utiful!
They pick their carrot up and carry it a few feet away
and munch in utter bliss.
Problems arise, however, when one finishes before the other.
Never content with just their own carrot, they then try to take from whoever's
Eventually all morsels are finished and they are both satisfied.
So, let's talk turkey!
Fred and Ethel have been getting along splendidly in their new home.
They are presently living with the handsome, but hazardous Roos.
Luckily the roos don't bother the turkeys...
so everyone seems happy here.
I took these photos, by opening this gate enough to stick my camera inside.
Of course, old Petunia was there ready to jump me.
You can tell just by the look on his face how menacing he can be.
I keep waiting to hear "I say, I say....boy!" in his best Foghorn Leghorn voice...
but then he scowls like this and my best cartoon fantasies are forgotten!
Yesterday I cut a bunch of zinnias and sunflowers from the garden.
I love bringing fresh flowers into the house!
It's one of my favorite parts of summer.