My view from the front yard. The evening is a favorite time of day, when the shadows starts to fall across the lawn and field.
A freshly mowed yard.
Time for a break.
What are you lookin’ at?
The town’s water tower. A view from the back yard.
Fencing in the back acreage. Slowly, but surely.
The close of another day.
The evening slipping into night.
Jazz….”Are you taking another picture of me?”
Ace…. Taking a break from his daily patrol of the back perimeter.
Llama Mama watching me from across the road.