Bob and I greeted the sun from the tractor road above the house.
A better view without That Tree in the way . . .
We came down and followed another tractor road into a pasture . . .
One of those Carolina Blue skies -- perhaps in honor of Dean Smith, University of North Carolina's beloved basketball coach emeritus who passed away yesterday. Even fierce rivals respected him and I, though not really a sports fan, was always impressed with his calm demeanor during games.
Bob was enjoying his walk and then he saw John's truck
John was on his way to feed the chickens and would continue on down to feed the cows.
Bob thought about it and decided his place was with John and Dan. So I let loose the leash and down the hill Bob went to join the other guys. (They all returned an hour later. Bob was muddy and happy, having enjoyed a good romp down at Otis and Ali's house.)
