
Here is Peter. While I was gone, the rabbits quit using their potty boxes. I felt sorry for Nathan, who was home taking care of them for me--but I was a little glad that they noticed I was gone and missed me.

on a purple cone flower.
These are a few of the photographs that I took (except the one of Peter) while in Minnesota. It was a wonderful week spent with Susan and Martha. I rode and read and walked and thought and rode again and shopped a little and visited with some of Susan's children. It was cooler than Florida (duh!) and there was a fine dust of brown soil that covered the area. Like the ubiquitous sand in Florida and the bunny and cat dust-buns in the corners of my house, it was everywhere. I didn't mind, though, it was just part of the magic of the place. I walked the property most of the evenings and afternoons when she went out to check each of the horses on the property. I know that every horse there is taken care of and loved very well. I can hardly wait to visit again.