The Gardening

 The weasel. Appears near the barn. Bane of the chip-o-munk.

 The cat. Trying on a new hat.

 Just vegetables. Nothing you can smoke, you damn hippies.

 Looks like a good place for a "garden".

 Gardens need raincoats too. Why not decorate the raincoats with sticks? Wood is water's natural friend. Rain goes right to the wood leaving the raincoats dry! Genius!

 Bringin' the tractor in for a tune-up. Should we be worried about the tractor graveyard?

 Horse tries to kiss Shelly. Ewww. Horses smell like horse poop.

This horse is keeping it's distance. It smelled like he just farted. Or pooped. There was poop everywhere.

 The "garden" map. Sorry, no actual treasure.

 The return of the weasel. He's in the chip-o-munk house. Bad news!

 This is how you garden! With sweet-ass hats on your melon.

 How many beers can you spot in this picture?

 Only two plots not done...

The end of a long day of hard labor. No better way to relax than to climb a tree.

It's Snowing... Again

The View (not the Yentas on the TV!) looking west from West Rutland near the house.

 The neighbors thought we was cragy (pronounced like "crazy" only more so) when we said we couldn't wait for it to snow!

 Who's "cragy" now! Ha Ha HA! The tractor is our Friend!

 The backyard is a corn-o-copio of aminal tracks. These here are deers.

Along follered the snow is the cold tempatures! -15 is what are thermo-meter tell'd us.

 It were a White Christmas!

 Pollo!

The West Rutland Marsh under 10 feet of Snow!

Vermont State Fair 2012

 The spooky tunnel to the state fairgrounds...

 Note "Satan's Ticket" on the bottom!

 If these pumpkins were people they'd use the electric carts at the supermarket. You know it's true!

 Sounds like he's good at peeing. Ewww.

 Maximum security wing at the Rabbit Prison. A life of nothin' but dirty water, pellets for food, and poopin' through the cage for these two...

Looks like there's hoodlums at the fair...

 Using his cell phone!

 Bugs is crazy!

 Tractor pulls are as exciting as you'd imagine.

... zzzzzz ... Actually, it was kind of fun.

Hot Flashes

 On Marble Street in West Rutland, Vermont after a thunderstorm...

 Chipmunk at Lake Bomoseen. Carrying what looks like, but may not be, a nut.

 The grass was about a foot high (or more). Mowing became a top priority.

 Shelly paints.

 Shpackeling.

 The tractor done busted when we tried mowin'. Thought we might could fix it, an' that's what we done. Turn'd out, was the mower's belt. We got one at the Tractor Supply and put 'er on.

 Lake Bomoseen at the campground.

 More Lake Bomoseen. It's a big lake.

 Terlot, check. Vanity, check.

 Medicine cabinet, check.

 Inside an actual quarry near Wallingford, Vermont.

 One of the original doors that was in the barn, before rehab.

 Same door, after rehab (i.e. paint).

 The same sunset as before, that's Marble Street.

 West Rutland Marsh is in the foreground.

 Flowers is crazy. What is this? I have no idea.

 The neighbor's cat. Without a doubt, he's up to no good. If you let your cat outside; you ride with Hitler. I've been trying to work that into the blog for about a year now.

View of the church from the backyard...