Today's topic: the start of the day.
The start of the day. At this house that is "by dawn's early light".
Rosie, as soon as there is even a hint of light in the morning, is ready to go. I'm not, but it is really hard to ignore the cold wet nose in the face, and the panting, squiggling puppy on the bed. So that's when my day starts. At 5:15 in the morning. (Now you know why I go to bed at 8pm, even before it gets dark here.)
Gabriel doesn't get up that early. He likes to sleep in until about 7:30.
But he does have to get up to go horseback riding. Here he's steering Squirt thru an obstacle course made of fence poles. He is doing quite well at this.
Clyde is planting more flowers, and Rina is out there squealing for Betty and the brat to come back into view.
The strawberry rhubarb pie that Clyde is baking is almost done, and it sure smells good. Made with fresh rhubarb from the plants in the back yard.
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