More Wandering Around

I was out earlier this morning wandering around. Of course, the minute the goat saw me, she thought I should have brought the kitchen garbage out for her --

The guinea hens were just glad to be let out of the chicken house so that they could ramble --

As you wander down through the peony and rose garden, you run into the memorial for our mother. Her ashes were scattered among the flowers and this angel stands guard --

Today the house smells of onions, garlic and tomatoes. We're making a batch of spaghetti sauce from the last of the tomatoes. The dog pack members are all sleeping -- sprawled across the various beds that Sister Sherry has all over her house. It's sort of funny to sit among them -- it's like being in a symphony of snorers in many tones and keys.