So, there it was, enough of a pause in the rain and the horrendous winds to allow the sunshine to dry the grass. It finally felt like a northwestern spring day.
Yeay!
All I wanted was to throw some weeds to the hens, a flake of alfalfa to the steer, mow the lawns, add the clippings on the compost pile and toss it, feed and water Izzy’s newly potted plants and then put my feet up to enjoy the sunshine and a late morning latte.
Was that really so much to ask?
Evidently it was.
A distant neighbor’s peacock insisted upon announcing his presence from what sounded like our yard.
Every. Five. Minutes.
Peacock’s can be ornery in the spring, so dogs and I searched.
Even from high in the nearest neighbor’s tree a scant quarter-mile away, for miles around he sounded like he was in our yard.
Once we solved the mystery of the clandestine peacock, ChiuyTwo understood the need for some peace and quiet.
GoodGirl and SchnauzerOne however had other ideas:
Finally after cleaning their paws on my freshly washed jeans, they decided they needed to rest.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Matthew 11:29, 39 (NIV)
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