Random Friday

1.  I wanted to share some pictures of the beautiful fence that Brett and Richard installed last week.  Slowly, but surely, the property is turning into a place of beauty.  Brett is itching to replace more of the fence and I bet that he has started a fencing fund.  He's a man obsessed.  Last night he said "Just think how much fence I could replace if we didn't have to buy hay."  ...of course, that would mean no horses and no need for fences...

The view from the pasture gate towards the road.  The new fence stops even with the large oak tree on the left.

2.  You will notice some orange haze in the sky on these pictures.  That isn't the sunrise; it is smoke.  Even though we are a couple hundred miles from the fire near Big Sur, the smoke is blowing, and settling, here in the Sierras.

The opposite view - towards the pasture gate.

3.  We have been kayaking every weekend.  Last weekend we went to Loon Lake which is located high in the mountains, at the timber line.  The lake is surrounded by granite boulders; the sky is typically sapphire, and the water a matching brilliant blue.  Despite being breezy, windy even, it is one of our favorites.  Unfortunately, last weekend the sky was hazy grey from smoke and the lake was a dull green-blue.  The skies have been clearer the past few days and we are hopeful they will remain so on Sunday when we will be kayaking on a lake we haven't tried before.

This is what the existing fence looks like beyond the point where Brett stopped.  Pretty sad.

4.  I will try to post pictures of the chicks, as they grow, here each week.  I am really hoping that at least one of them is female.  We don't need, or want, anymore roosters.

5.  My summer vegetable garden and the orchard have been an unmitigated disaster this year.  I have been invaded by ground squirrels and rats.  I don't want to use poison because 1) I hate it and 2) our cat hunts in the garden and I don't want her to eat a poisoned animal.  I also don't want her to get caught in a trap so I'm stuck.  The varmits have taken every tomato, every plum, every apple and the one pomegranate that was hanging on my little bitty tree.  Next year, I'm going to plant flowers in the raised beds and buy my produce at the farmers market.