This strange frog greets us every morning when we make our way to the main farm.
Here is the view from one of the beaches at the end of our property.
Chase and Max helped bring the goats out to pasture this morning.
Then, we brought Poppy down to another beach.
After lunch, we decided to get the boys Irish hair cuts. After their being mistaken for girls, we knew it was time. Poppy and Dave enjoyed a Guiness while they waited. Both cuts came out well...unfortunately, Chase still hasn't learned how to smile for pictures. His newest version of a smile is mouth-closed, tight-lipped. Not sure if this is better or worse than his earlier snarl.
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