I declined three invitations to gatherings today in order to spend time on the farm. Tomorrow night will mark the end of the third week on the farm and yet there have been only two opportunities to walk around the farm, neither for more than twenty minutes.
To mark the holiday, I decided to spend a couple of hours just walking around the farm. The day proved spectacular (especially in contrast to Santa Fe) with a high of 51F, dead still and not a cloud in the skies all day long, perfect for a wee perambulation. The front half of the farm is fairly well known to me so the trek was to the back half. Deer tracks were virtually everywhere. Howell Creek (aka Long Man) is the southern border of the farm.
Rather than bore thee with more blether, the images will speak for themselves. Remember, good and devoted reader, that you may click on the images to enlarge them. The final image shows my walking companion, Ginny, made by Brian Anderson in the style of a c. 1765 Virginia flintlock rifle.