Day Sixty

I think the birds get up at 4:30AM, and go crazy until about 5:30AM. I had this thought of getting an audio recording. Maybe tomorrow morning.

Finally a forecast that is conducive to being outside. Here we are pulling the wagon...we're a cargo train.

choo choo

Our drive of the day took us to the Bridle Ridge Neighborhood. We always wonder, how big is that big window? In the 2nd image below, I counted 17 panes of glass wide and 13 panes up and down. That's just a huge window no matter how you put it.

Stop and look

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After this, it gets a little rural again. We found this fellow. For growing up on a farm, I'll admit, I should know more breeds of cows...I simply do not. So let's just give him a name, "Shaggy"

come here Shaggy

good boy

In the evening hours, we played a little tennis at Greenway Station. Our state is slowly starting to open up, so we had to make good on our threat to play some tennis in the parking lot.

Love-Love

Finally, Play-Doh in the evening. I'm sure this will be an activity for tomorrow too.

the final touches on Pink Mickey