Deann gathers the eggs. Production has picked up a little and the new chickens are beginning to lay now but they are very small but soon will be big brown eggs.
On a walk, just before sunset, Duchess and I share a moment at the spiritual tree.
Deann used her new tractor to haul some manure to the field. She is really proud of it as you can tell by the big smile on her face. It should save her a lot of work and make things easier, once she gets it out of the garage more often.
Our valley as seen through the fallen oak tree. This we call our spiritual tree, it was a huge oak tree that was all alone in the field and just gave a special feeling to all of us, even vistors. So we named it our spiritual tree. It was hit by lightening and finally fell last year. The goats love it and stay on it part of every day. It seems to be their meeting place also.
The last of the chicory struggles to bloom in the fields. Like summer its days are coming to an end.
I just had to share this picture that my friend Ramona sent me. She found this Clear Wing Hummingbird Moth in her flowers and was able to get this picture.
Golden yellow fields of tobacco are beginning to show up, a sure sign that the season is beginning to change.
Scribble has tried just about everything to beat the heat. He was even playing in a bucket of water.
On our walk Daphne's dog Pearl, a dachshund found it was just to much with her short legs to walk anymore. Stan ended up carrying her with her tongue hanging out all the way back home. With the tall grass it is difficult for the little dogs but ours are used to it but still came home and fell over and slept the rest of the day.
My niece Daphne and her family came for a visit at the Goat Farm and we had a nice visit. We went for a long walk up the hill and around the ponds. She had her dogs with her and we had a herd of dogs to keep up with.