The temperature was close to 100 degrees; I went only to the pantry to get the mail, to the post office, and to the back porch for some flower photos.
Zip only briefly appeared in the donkey’s feeder, of all places. He’s not a summer cat, but a winter cat.
We are still nursing Fannie through a nasty abscess. Maria has been working with Fannie.
There is a severe tornado warning for this area; I’m getting my blogging done in case we lose power.
I got out this morning to take my sunrise walk around the farm. I got a new summer bathrobe that cost only $23, which I like very much. I’ll be wearing it outside in the mornings. I was going to play chess with Ian, but I thought it wouldn’t work for him to be driving around in a tornado.
There’s not much we can do about a tornado except run into the basement with the dogs and wait it out. We don’t get a lot of tornadoes here, but this alarm does sound a bit serious. See you later.
Our pantry women’s shelf campaign is working out beautifully. Thank you.
Our day begins with a manure throw.
Putting anti-biotics on Fannie’s foot.
Sunrise in my flower bed.
Sheep and heat.
Sheep and heat 2.
