Saturday morning Kev got up early to work. I caught up on my TV shows and cleaning. The animals enjoyed some bed time.
I looked up and found this precious baby at my door. I tried and tried to get her to go home but she just stared at me. I finally called the number on her collar and she belonged to the neighbor at the bottom of the hill. He sent someone to pick her up. I felt really bad for her. She's his hunting dog and stays penned up most of the time. I never see her, but hear her howl all the time.
Saturday night a friend brought chains and tongs to move these 12 foot logs out of the way. They are ready to take to the mill. We just have to get the pine tree cut into sections.
Then we burned another pile of brush and branches.
The moon's reflection on the pond was beautiful. This picture does not do it justice.
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