Peyton Grace with the farm hairdo which out here is always windblown. These are her two cohorts, Bailey is the black one and the black sheep of the duo. We got her as a pet for Abby the blond one, my every present loving companion. Those of you who have been fortunate enough to have a golden know what a love they are. Bailey's love tank is never full and if there is trouble she can find it, but she also is a love, sometimes love gone wrong, but still love. They are going from being inside dogs to being outside farm dogs. They are making the adjustment fairly well. Their favorite spot is in the back end of my SUV, so sometimes I open it up so they can feel safe but still be the valient protectors of the farm.

Yet another picture by my friend Paige on that sweet day. She has the ability to really capture the moment!

Please Lord, don't let them grow up too fast. The sweetness of this age is so wonderful.

Farm Girls

These two cuties are just hanging out at the farm on a beautiful pre-Easter Sat. They are waiting for the horses to come out and play. One of the best things about the farm is seeing how kids react to the freedom they have here. They run and play in a beautiful, safe environment.

That day they flew kites, played badminton and horseshoes and made up more outside games. These are the things kids did before the DS's and other computer games were invented. I've been teaching my little Peyton Grace how to play jacks. She gets better each time, and I have to call up my memories of how to play to keep one step ahead of her. She already can beat the sox off of me at Go Fish and Trash. We start each game with one of us declaring "I feel lucky today!"