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:
Presents from my chickens:
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.