To paraphrase Robert Duvall in Apocalypse Now, ‘I love the smell of cut grass in the morning!’. I also enjoy cutting the grass since it is one task that has a definite beginning and end as-well-as the immediate gratification of a tidy lawn.
The lambs are growing quickly. Spot is a lamb we borrowed from a friend to keep Charlie (the black one) company.
Dogs are fine, just being dogs and rolling in the most fowl smelling stuff they can find, then snuggling up for a hug.
Of course my garden is exploding with growth, including a whole lot of basil waiting to become pesto.
Photos by Jimmy and Alicia Crisp