We've been overrun with turtles that are spilling out of the ground everytime we get a sprinkle of rain. The turtles tend to wander across the northern and western edges of the yard and you can sometimes see them through my sewing room window. We moved the tomato plants to that area and the soil is wetter due to the drip irrigation system rigged up by Mr. Wonderful.
I should have realized this as a kid but just figured out that a good way to find a turtle is to check along a fence line or other barrier that they can't easily get through. I also never realized just what masters of camouflage turtles can be. And fast? I think all the fables I heard as a child misled me. In my mind, turtles are slow and plod along. In reality, some of them book.
We've had a crew out for the last week and a half replacing the roof on the barn.
Two brand new kids (baby goats) were missing and they speculated the coyotes got them. They keep the "attack burros" nearby to run off the coyotes but that doesn't always work.
I finally finished the wedding quilt for my son and his wife. Ahem. They were married nearly four years ago:
The next door neighbors just brought in a new roan filly. I can't say as she is the prettiest thing I've ever seen, but she ranks right up there with the most affectionate. I can't walk by their house without her coming over to get a scratch.
I've not been blogging too much, these days because, not only do I have little to write about, my days have been happily filled with living the good, slow, summer life.
Happy Quilting, Penny, Evelyn and Pearl