Little Mountain, Little Man.

It was raining this morning so I didn’t go photograph. I focused on my tasks and left mid-afternoon. The drive home was lovely – storms threatened but never materialized. Luke was waiting for me back at the farm. We played a bit and after he went to sleep I photographed lightning bugs in the back field. Again just one camera, but two different interpretations below.

Mountain magic.

I came up to Monteagle this morning to start a bit of work on a new project. Lots of driving around and meetings. Also got to see my parents, as they were wrapping up a stay at the cottage. After taking care of my responsibilities it was well into the evening, but not dark yet, so I went to Lake O’Donnell hoping it would be foggy. It wasn’t, so I went to see if the goats were out. They weren’t, so on a whim I went to the Goat Trail behind Pearl’s and photographed some fireflies. I only set up one camera and it felt like there weren’t many bugs out. Also it looks like there was some camera shake going on. It felt good to be out and photographing though. I’m staying on the mountain tonight, as I have more to do up here tomorrow.

Good day on the farm.

It wasn’t unbearably hot today, so I was able to get a bit done. I removed all of the ash and junk from the burn pile in the back field, scraped it down, then added topsoil over the top. Tomorrow I’ll plant grass seed on it. I also mowed the back field, which looks pretty good. Now I am in the midst of finishing the final grading around the whole house. The tractor isn’t the ideal tool for this, but it’s what I’ve got. The big dirt pile in front of the house is nearly gone, and hopefully will be completely removed by the end of the week. I want to plant grass seed on all of the dirt before the rains come in.

Luke did great today and is really enjoying having Liz’s mother here. He has been showing her all of his funny faces and new tricks.

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