At Lulu’s crossing a strong wind blew, Red was holding the sheep, the donkeys were grazing at the bottom of the hill, our farm rolled out in the light, a beautiful place, the right place for us. Tomorrow we will bring some chairs out there and sit there with the donkey’s and the sheep while they graze. It looks like we will need this pasture after all, the grass is not growing much now, and I suspect is less nutritious, the animals seem to be working harder for their food. I suspect we will be on hay in two weeks or so.