Tuesday, October 19, 2021

Fall, Falling, Fallen

Rocky and Jared taking the road less/well traveled this morning.

The last couple of weeks has been a blur.  Well, not really a blur..more of a fog.  Even though I didn't set up the Punkin's Patch booth at the fall Wool Festival this year, I did go up early each morning for an hour or so to help out if needed before the gates opened and the crowds streamed in.  Who came out of the festival sick?  Yep, me.  

So to get a bit caught up, let's see...Bea's growing like a weed and is as sweet as she can be...when she's asleep ;-).  Awake, she's a terror.  Kate is hanging in there, but she had another really close call last week yet somehow rallied once again.  Frankie and Lancelot are enjoying the good fall grass and the let up on most of the horrible summer bugs and the sheep are as well.  

Betsy and Possum seem to have come to a shaky truce...most of the time and while Bea still picks on Betsy a bit, she and Possum seem to have come to truce...but that would make a good story for tomorrow ;-).


Michelle said...

Glory be for two calicos coming to a truce!

Far Side of Fifty said...

Good that you feel better! Sounds like your flu was nasty. Poor Kate, getting old and sick is hard. Your Bea sounds sweet asleep! Puppies...gotta love them!

karen said...

where we used to live it was foggy a lot, here not so much. I love the photo and the mood it strikes :)

Terry and Linda said...

Oh, gosh! I'm so sorry you have been so sick and your wool babies. I hope you get well soon.

Delrene said...

I’m sorry you got sick. No fun at all. Your photos are beautiful and so idyllic. That Bea is too cute fir her own good!


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