I enjoy working outside ... a lot. I'm not talking about ditch-digging, rivers of sweat type of work. I just like to be outdoors and puttering, any excuse to just not be inside. It doesn't have to be perfect weather, or a particularly big job, or even a job with a plan. It's simply good therapy for the soul, messing around in the dirt, and the gratification that only comes with any kind of physical labour. Saturday was a good day to be outside, so while I was working away in the front, the dogs were ... well ... not working in the back.
Mother and daughter, playing bitey-face ... Keva (the mom) is the blue girl, and her daughter Meena is 11 months old.
Good thing they were keeping things quiet ... Rustle the fun police was watching!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Finally, after many, many evenings last year visiting the bog in hopes of catching sight of one of the many deer that I know live there, I found my "quarry" at last. Luckily this doe was quite cooperative, although I certainly wasn't close and obviously no threat, forced to stick to the boardwalk path, while she was on higher ground slightly above the mucky swamp. With any luck, I'll go back in a few months and find some of her juvenile cousins!