It got hot today. It is still hot today. I spent several hours doing horsey stuff, and when I got home, the sheep were all sacked out in the shade, blending into their brown and barren surroundings.
Summer is my least favorite season. Too much heat, too much dust, too much brown. Maybe I will take a nap and dream of winter; of hot drinks and flannel sheets and cozy fires. Or maybe I will dream of the lambs to come, white ones and black ones and brown ones, too.
Maybe I don't have to dream about flannel and lambs; look what came today!
sleep sheep shirt, complete with a photo tag from Maisie; a generous Tour de Fleece prize from Punkin's Patch. I love it, Sara! Hurry up, autumn!
That's it for today from . . .