Pass the cobbler, hold the stress.
Sometimes it's good.
Sometimes it's very, very good.
And then sometimes it's bad. That's life.
Luckily, it be good times here lately.
In fact, so good that I don't have a whole lot to say. No half-baked witticisms or nuggets of smelly agriculture wisdom to dole out. We've taken it easier than usual here this week--there were weddings to attend, family to entertain and potato salad, beer and pool floaties to enjoy.
However, lest you think Moon Dog Farms was toooo idle enjoying air conditioning and brisket, I'll let some pictures do the talkin'...and next week I vow to provide the internet universe with the silly babble with which it has become accustomed from this particular farm blog.
Until then, here's hoping that someone out there, everyone out there, is living the good summer life---pink sunsets, pink watermelon, pink cheeks.*
* But seriously, respect the spf. Sunscreen's a good thing. Skin like a forgotten suitcase is not.