Our shaggy boys are home again. They were a bit destructive at the neighbor's field, somehow finding a way to break the irrigation water line (for which we are covering the cost of repairs). After that I started thinking how they are likely to break the old wire fencing which I don't want to have to replace when we'd only use the field for a few months of the year, so it was nice while it lasted but the boys will have to settle for their home pastures now. The grasses are lush after all the lime and fertilizer we spread last fall so there should be no complaints. I think they miss all the people walking by who stopped to chat though. The boys are a friendly lot.
The mini iris are beginning to bloom!
Early rhodies, too. There has been a lot of boring weeding to catch up on.
This is how I've decided to hang the clay fish, using bug flies to hide the hooks. I made the flies years ago. Bob found them when he was cleaning the garage. The fish are going to the Port Angeles house but I don't know when I'll get out to buy the nails to hang them (coronavirus).
