Savor the Season

Sunday was a lovely fall day. The trees were brilliant in their Autumn glory.

The sky was a sapphire blue, dotted with clouds of cotton fluff.

The cornfield at the farm store was nothing but scattered crunchy stalks, a sign of a successful harvest.

It was the kind of day where you might need a fleece jacket in you were if the shade. Yet toasty and warm in the golden sunshine. It seemed the type of day where one feels invigorated and inspired and eager to get a few things done before the wet winter rains chase us indoors.

Or so you'd think.

Around the farm, all furry critters had other ideas of what to do on such an afternoon.

Morgan the tabby cat found her place in the hay shed, against a warm plywood wall.

She appeared to not be quite comfortable enough, and stretched out in an attempt to soak up every last ray.

Still not quite comfortable. One more stretch...... "MORGAN- SQUIRREL!!" (This usually works. Not today.)

Ah yes, perhaps now I have it right....

Even the mares get in on the- uh, lack of, action. .

Every little patch of sunlight becomes a mini heavenly place.

Even boot boy is caught in the act!

Boooooot boooooy?? Carrrootttts!!?

Furry critters! Don't you know there is work to be done? Paddocks to pick? Hooves to soak? Bridle paths to clip? Lawns to mow? Troughs to scrub?

Huh? Chores? OVERRATED!

Thank you, Morgan, for that very important reminder.

Don't forget to stop and enjoy the season's sunshine, everyone.