Early Morning Eye Opener

I had to blink twice this morning as I headed out to the frosty outhouse. 

Raz, the largest of our three horses, was standing just beyond, munching on some spent corn stalks. 

I shook my head and smiled, then he took a few steps and galloped off ~ to Russ ~ who was across the property. 

Russ gently led him back into the fencing with his two awaiting buddies and repaired the fencing flaw.

Still groggy, I shook my head and completed my trek, wondering if I was awake or dreaming.

Frost on the Garden

Our garden is bare.

Void of sustenance.

North of the 45th, we know to wait...

But it's oh, so hard to do.

But like every year, planting is never done before Memorial Day.

Until tomorrow ~ God willing,