Border Collies are among the most expressive of animals. And, I know….everyone has a pet that can be counted among “the most expressive.” But here’s one of ours:
This image is the “picture” of a Border Collie’s conscience. There’s no serious infraction of this household’s “rules,” but Jessie had been off the porch for quite awhile, doing what we call “rabbiting” when she returned and tried to sneak (as in slinking unnoticed) past us to lounge on her usual spot. As she went by, heading for her dog bed, MM said….”Oh, no…..what did you get into?”
And this was her answer. “Guilty—whatever it was!”
I’m being a bit lazy, if you will. Taking a holiday break, out here JOTOLR. The garden is caught up; our muscles—after putting up a few bales of hay a couple of days ago--are resuming their usual shape after having been stretched to capacity. We put up what are called square bales. In a couple of days, when I have images to share, I will add depth to the “haying process” on another post.
For the moment, suffice it to say that when the farmer puts up square bales, the handling is considerably more physically challenging than those big round bales that decorate fields. For each bale we put into our barn, it’s been handled three times…once as it is picked up and put on the trailer; once when it is off-loaded from the trailer into the barn; and finally, once when it is stacked, in the barn. So, at the end of 90 bales of hay—we’ve actually processed 270! On a hot day, (always) pouring rivers of perspiration. And yes, Debbi, we did: Make hay while the sun shone! More about that in a few days. I’ll be working on my Comments on Comments later on today.
Meanwhile, here’s a pretty image for no particular reason, except the entire picnic shelter is COVERED with these Clematis. And it is gorgeous! Can anyone tell me: is it pronounced CleMATis or CLEMatis?