The clouds parted...

And, miraculously, the sun began to shine.

After months and months (...and months) of record-breaking rain and cold, we were finally gifted with a weekend of paradise.

Saturday was noted to be our hottest day of the year so far. Everyone - and everything - reveled in it.

This lovely, warming, soothing, growing sun brought out....

Pea pods with the promise of juicy peas:

Garlic scapes:

Tomato blossoms:

Presents from my chickens:

Baby grapes:

Baby raspberries:

Baby apples:

Fat blueberries trying to ripen:

Strawberries finally beginning to develop their first reddish hue:

Strange bugs that seemed to appear out of nowhere:


Peonies bursting into bloom:

A dust bathing donkey:

Quickly followed by wrestling donkeys:




The hot sun made a farm pup seek shade among the garlic:


And enticed many to buckets of water:



It's vital to stay hydrated on hot days, you know.

Important conversations took place in the cool of the shade:

This day became the day where everyone got to do their own thing. Where one llama preferred standing in the shade, another preferred standing in the sun, while a third decided a sound sleep was just the ticket:

(Please note Pete the goat relaxing in the pasture chair, with Reggie the goat whispering sweet nothings to him from behind.)

Ah, sun. You heal us.