We had Florida and NJ visitors just 2 and 3 weeks ago, and they must have brought that hot, humid southern weather with them. Now it's gone back south, and so have they. Low humidity, some rain, some clouds, some sun, and down in the 50°s at night. I was almost tempted to fire up the woodstove when I got up this morning and it was 62° in the house.
I got over it.
It is beautiful up here this time of year. No complaints, although that seems to be what we all do. Too hot, too cold, too wet, not wet enough...
The first 4 baby chicks are looking like teenagers, and at least 3 of them are looking like roosters. The second batch of chicks (still only 4 and that's probably all we will get) are still tiny and less than a week old. Hard to get pics of any of the young ones because they don't stand still long enough.
The goldfinch in the top pic was right outside the living room window in our weedy daisies. He stayed still just long enough for me to take this shaky photo.
The Woody on the porch is always cooperative for his photo shoots. Doesn't even care that the cushion has fallen over him.
And the 3 mommy horses seem unconcerned that their 3 babies are napping on the ground, looking like they are dead. People have actually stopped their cars in a panic when they see horses playing dead like this. I walk the dogs over there just about every day, and we are all used to it by now.
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