February 28, 2018
February 27, 2018
February 26, 2018
ranch notes, mmxviii-ii-xxvi
Some welcome early morning sun after last week's rain. (I'm already beginning to think of rain as "back-breaking.") Also, Kelly's flowering quince, which sounds like something from olde England:
February 25, 2018
February 24, 2018
February 23, 2018
February 22, 2018
ranch notes, mmxviii-ii-xxii
Agarita blossoms are one of our earliest harbingers of spring.
Rosie's cool. (She's sound asleep in this shot.)
Please don't pinch me - I'd hate to wake up and find out I don't really work here.
February 21, 2018
February 20, 2018
horse notes, mmxviii-ii-xx
Willow dashed to the shed when it started sprinkling and then told Joy there was only room for one in there. I hung out with Dude and Copper under the trees when it really started coming down a couple hours later.
February 19, 2018
February 18, 2018
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