Hey! You There!



You weren’t, perchance, digging up my garden now?

Don’t blame it on the big guy.


You both learned this naughty trick from that old bitch, Chorale.DSC_9884

That’s it … chew each other and forget about my garden.DSC_9890

Like Playing Pétanque With A Retriever


Otto wanted to play Pétanque last night.  This is the game where you chuck a small ball as base and then chuck bigger balls at it to see who lands the closest to the base.  When Brent and I walk through the fields, we pick up rocks as we see them and toss them to the fence post to keep them off the field and easy pickup later on.  Chucking limestone at a fence post has similar rules to Pétanque.  You want to be the one who gets close to the fence post.

This game is great fun for a boy or a girl or a retriever.  Lumi chased the balls, but managed to leave the balls after they landed.



I’m not sure how he maintained such discipline.  He’s mad with the tennis ball.



Maybe he’s playing Fantasy Pétanque and keeping close eye on the score.



The Sun Is On!



When Otto was a little bub, he would wake up and announce, ” The sun is on!”  Summer in Seattle made that announcement possible as early as 4:ish in the morning.  In Gascony, the sun has arrived.  Lower the ISO, the sun is on.  Dogs are panting.  Cows are dreamy in the warm.  Kids are hiking with picnics.



The lawn was mowed and the Toss Pot rolled in the debris.



Z grabbed a Tosca cuddle.

Lumi, Cow. Cow, Lumi.



Lumi is settling in nicely with the farm.  He has not killed a chicken.  He has been in with the cows.  We don’t like him to go in with the cows, but the  cows that are up at the yards at the moment are calm.  They are good training cows.  As the herd gets closer, we’ll need to do some more training.  Nothing a little hot wire won’t cure.