Above is my photo of a Golden Retriever puppy on a hay bale in the sunset. He hopped up and perched nicely. He was very very still. “Stay, Jiggy,” I’d say, then step back to take the shot. Somewhere between my finger pushing the button and the shutter closing, this is how it came out. Four times I did this. Sometimes less is more.
The days have been warm. The pasture is growing. It rained again last night. Somewhere in all that lucerne is a photo of Brent. The pasture is very tall for this time of year. Can you spot him?
The cows swim to their next slice.
After a full week of school, we still find time to dance.