Our closest neighbor is half a mile away as the crow flies. If one doesn't have wings and must drive or walk, it's closer to a mile.
Yesterday I visited a friend who lives about three miles down the road to pick up some carrots because she planted way too many. Since my carrots didn't do too well, I'm all for picking up some carrots. Earlier I gave her some garlic and she said I may have some pesto, too. Yum!
Here's our road. The road grader was here since our last rainstorm, so it looks good.
It's fun looking at our neighboring ranches. This one is around 1300 acres and has pines, cacti, and ferns: three different ecosystems at work.
Friend Raye lives closer to the village with neighbors nearby.
Her house is adobe and the original structure was built in the early 1900's. That's Goldie, the almost fourteen year old Labrador.
A smiling farmer out standing in her field, ready to dig. We barely made a dent in the row where Raye is standing, but I still ended up with plenty of carrots.
That's about five pounds of carrots, a zucchini, yellow squash and a lemon cucumber.
|Labradors and water equal fun!|
We had some tea on the porch and Goldie had a few more pets. She's a happy oldster.
And then it was back toward home. Don't you love those clouds?
Now about those carrots: Stay tuned.