Fall

Fall is coming. I can see changes in the landscape. If you looked at it every day you might see it too. They're subtle, but they're there.

The ditches are still full of color.

But leaves are beginning to fall when the wind stirs.

Our bottom field has a new look.

The royal neighbor has given it a manicure. I asked him to leave some of the sycamores to grow since we eventually want cattle. I figure I love sycamores and moo cows, and moo cows need a cool shady spot to be. Win-win.

It's nice to see how the land lays. I don't know if we've ever seen this field free of brambles and weeds.

We can actually see the barn now. Not sure if that's a good or a bad thing... it needs some TLC. But hey, we have a barn and not everyone does... so we like it.

The way the weeds lay it looked like a bouquet.

We have little furry visitors. They're cute when they're in the field. As long as they stay in the field we're cool. If they come into the house the truce is over.

And we have a skink. Odd looking creatures they are.

I love this color combo. It may find it's way into the royal decor someday.

Naked barn.

The royal neighbor taking down more brush.

The mice were hiding under a metal building that had fallen over. The King decided to put it upright again and disturbed them. 

And the skink...

... who sort of looks like a slimy blob of tar.

But the mice don't mind.

And they don't seem to mind having their picture taken either.

Before.

 And after.

We could almost use it to store something. Almost.

This building has also seen better days.

 

But it makes for a good rustic photo.

Inside the building was a bird's nest.

It amazes me that they can do such delicate work with just beaks and feet.

Yep, the barn has seen better days, but maybe a few boards and some bracing and it will be back in top form.

This tree is always the first to turn. It's gorgeous.

The neighbor's dogs are very photogenic.

Someone has been seed collecting.

And someone else wants to go for a ride.

One thing I've learned out here is not to assume that just because something is old that it's worthless. This tractor may not be shiny and new, but it's a reliable workhorse. I think it has character.

And then the sun began to set.

And it was time for dinner.

Good night barn. We have plans for you.