And, yes, heels of the storm, a cool and blustery day.
And, to my great surprise, the ponies didn't even come in for breakfast. Frosty mornin', but the grass is comin' and they musta got a taste. Just as well, as, whatever hay we got, it's gotta last to August.
Correspondence, feedin' and firewood, otherwise; figured I'd give the weather a chance, warm up and settle down, 'fore I go back see Sunny. See what tomorrow brings.
And the Wedo dog's gettin' down right casual, almost, come time ta head for the woods. He sure makes me laugh; there's somethin' very "bear like", the way his body's put together and the way he moves. Then, a course his disposition, which is just plain goofy; Whichy does "not notice" pretty much, but sometimes I even see her starin' in disbelief. Anyway, sure makes fun outta gatherin' wood.
So, we'll put us ta bed and see y'all tomorrow.
Have a nice night!
Best,
jeune
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