Okay. I’m beginning to feel like taking photographs is beginning to jinx life. Every time I pull out my phone and start shooting – we have to make changes.
Rearranging cows is not easy – alone – 4’ 11” in height - and at the age of 53. Being female and dealing with 2 bulls – just to move a steer – in our situation….
" Thank you – God – for such a gorgeous day! Absolutely beautiful! "
I tore myself up with rakes. And the Guerilla Bucket.
I went to bed last night after taking a dose of Magnesium AND Tylenolpm WITH my cup of hot milk.
And then we forgot to set the alarm.
It gets better.
We forgot to reset the clocks.
And we STILL woke up at 3:41am.
According to our Brain Clocks.
It was actually 4:41am.
“ Hon. You are supposed to be pulling out of the driveway right now. “
“ Oh – CRAP! “
Skip on over to Three Cedars Irish Dexters to read about yesterday’s Photo Jinx!