I sit in the backyard with the dogs alot. Mostly i just park my butt in the middle of the yard and watch how all 5 animals saunter, run, and frolic thru the grass. Sometimes, Lola will just sit by my side with her ever faithful ball. Mazey will always walk the fence line, constantly “on guard”. Farina circles me, Mur curls up in my lap and purrs her self to sleep, and Gizmo leaves the yard as soon as he can, off to kill some small vermin who wants to infest local gardens.

Loves rolling in the leaves

It also means that the leaves of our 18 trees have all fallen off.

The Leaves

This sends my Darling Coder, out into the yard to rake, for hours on hours. He hates it, but he diligently does it, every year. He grumbles at me, and ask me why i am photographing him while he’s working, with the look on his face that says “You should be helping me”.  I politely decline and continue to tell him, year in and out that grass has been growing just fine for millions of years, with leaves falling on it.

(in all honesty, we trade off outdoor chores. I pull the weeds, plant the flowers,(or help them to their deaths, i am good at that) and I enjoy (seriously!!) shoveling the driveway.

its nice having a partner in life.

Darling Coder hard at work.