Today we have a refreshing change from chickens, but tomorrow it's back to poultry. We've been having a lot of rainy, crappy weather this spring. The farmers are having trouble planting their fields and it is getting too late to plant corn. Our fields aren't planted yet either (we rent out 50 acres to a local farmer.) They are still too soggy to drive a tractor across.
This past Victoria Day weekend, we had a few hours of warmth and sun, but not much! The dogs took advantage of every second. Here's Tristan relaxing...
Sweet Sophie. She is 8-1/2 now and starting to show her age in fur, but she has not slowed down one iota! Tristan is the same age and I am noticing more changes in him, but he is a bigger dog and the bigger they are, the faster they age.
Sophie LOVES balls. This ratty old soccer ball has been hanging around the farm for several years now! It has survived numerous winters and is half deflated, but Sophie doesn't care.
This blue ball is one of her favourites.
She is excellent with the chickens, as is Tristan, but she didn't want them stealing her ball!
Sophie by the wood shed.
I love my girl. Quelle belle chienne!
Not a dog, but still pretty. This is the flowering plum tree we planted in memory of my friend Carol, who died in 2007 at the far-too-young age of 42. I wrote about her for the Globe and Mail's Lives Lived column, which you can read here. This tree is near my kitchen window, and every time I look at it, I think of Carol. It is so pretty when it blooms!
Stay tuned for a festival of chickens, coming soon...