Yesterday we planted children. We are hoping for a good harvest (think Motel Hell)
Actually we dug holes for the posts for our driveway gate. No gate yet, but the cat seems to enjoy the view.
Sunday evening we had a gorgeous storm move in,
a rainbow preceded it. ( I have no idea what that black spot in the corner of the pictures is.)
And I am officially hurt. My right hand is bandaged, my husband diagnosed me with slight tendinitis, and acute muscle trauma. Wonderful! I have it slightly immobile, but as I am severely right handed, I am having a hard time not using it.
I am going to upset a few of you. We decided to go with the name Urth, for our new calf. (pronounced Earth, like Urtha Kit) It is the name of the ancient goddess of Fate. We thought it fitting. Speaking of cows, my husband and I were milking Mama yesterday, things were going right along until she suddenly decided that she was done. She caught my husband by surprise and his head ended up penned between a cow and a bar. That will teach him to keep his head out of places where it doesn't belong. He woke with a headache and a sore neck.
Off to work in the garden.
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