Drinking out of the hose is one of the fun things about summer. And being a kid in the country.
As you can see, my grandson takes his job very seriously. The girls like him, too. Georgie is doing her happy water dance.
He has been at the farm enough this summer that the packies know him. And they know he is all business when it comes to spraying them off with the hose.
Even crabby Canela comes around for him. Alpaca girls are usually particular about who is accepted when caring for them. Canela won't come around my hubby when he has the hose. She is still not sure about him. I've only had her about 6 years. I don't have to worry about anyone coming on my farm when I'm not home and stealing any alpacas!
In our work day, we took time to stop and smell the roses. or zinnias in this case.
I have been in a blue funk this past week. Last week, I lost a chicken, 3 cats and our little brown dog. All fox related, I believe.
Yeah, a funk. I've been spending alot of time in the workshop. Not getting alot done, though. Some wool washing, some carding. Some beading. Next week is the Midwest Felting Symposium in Wisconsin and I'm hoping that will lift me back up. I'm taking an Eco-dyeing class with Pam De Groot of Australia. Should be fun!
I'll be leaving the farm in the capable hands of my farm manager
This is a resisted dyed, embellished pin I made.
It is about 2 inches long. I like those colors
Talk to you soon, Tammy