...And the Farm Sighed

We've been experiencing the rains of April and the heat of July for most of June. That means everything and everyone is hot and sticky, and the bug population is quite robust. But finally a cold front moved through, dropping the humidity and the daytime temperature to 80 degrees. And I sighed and slept soundly. The lambs remembered how to romp. Lily, the pony, grazed without stomping and swishing at flies. And the Border collies proved they could be even more energetic. Caeli herded rabbits. She circled brush piles, went through brush piles, and did it all over again. After returning from her walk, she focused on herding the rooster. "Didn't we work sheep this morning?" I asked her. Her tongue hung out the side of her mouth, and I could hear her panting. She plopped in the grass, rolled on her back, and smiled.