The rain continued non-stop till late Thursday afternoon and since then we've had intermittent showers ranging from light sprinkles to downpours. Everything is fresh and green, having had its dust layers washed off.
On Thursday afternoon, Mike and I decided to take a drive. We headed down to 58 mile and along Meadow Lake Road. There is some truly beautiful rangeland there, and if it hadn't been so late in the day, we'd have gone further afield.
On Friday morning, Buck rightly decided that the grass was greener on the other side of the electric fence, and decided that as the damn thing hadn't been turned on since last September or so, that he'd rather be elsewhere on the property. We woke to find him happily munching dandelions growing on the septic field. While I was at work, Mike reconfigured the electric fencing, and now Buck and Rupert can wander the entire property, except where we're fenced off around the house. There's enough grass growing that they shouldn't need hay for a few months.
On Saturday morning, Bernie and Nadine arrived to work on the shop with us. We raised four more sections, and things went ever so much more smoothly than they did last fall. We got rained out in the afternoon, but we'll be back at it this morning after buttermilk pancakes and bacon!
This morning is cool and clear, and the birds are in full song already. I'm going to take my tea out to the porch to listen to them. I have no idea why I'm up and at it at 4:30 a.m.
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Ah, you were an early bird! My husband said that Lone Butte got just about twice as much rain as we did here ... lucky you! Funny how it works that way around here.
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