Jackson entertained himself with sticks for awhile,
then got busy digging holes.
In the pasture beside us, my handsome Lance grazed happily. He's breathing hard and coughing occasionally, so I've been giving him special treatment. He doesn't act sick, so we're not sure WHAT is going on with him.
On my way back to the house, I picked up the last two eggs of February. One was oddly wrinkled. Ouch!
That's it for another month at . . .