Life on the farm...

Life on the farm definitely has a magical effect on ones soul. I spent most of the morning digging around in the garden while my hubby was at work. I created a small fish pond out of an old flowerpot. While I was hard at work our two dogs thought it was a brilliant idea catching and eating every creepy crawly they could get their little paws on. Every muscle in my body was aching when I was done. Although they smelt like beetle juice, the creepy crawlies did a great job tyring out the hyper active mudds. We fled to the cool grass in the shade of the thorn tree in our garden. We lay flat in our backs while the birds were singing in the trees. The squirrels had their own carnival jumping from treetop to treetop. a Hummingbird fluttered by to drink some of the sweet nectar of the blooming Iris. a monkey stopped by to take a piece of apple I had put out for the birds to eat, home as a take away. and in the distance you could hear the cry of an African guinefowl. Life is tranquil there on the farm.