Today a breeze blew in - not quite from the north - but just cool enough it whispered: "Faaallll..." After working outside all day to build pastures and repair fencing, we hopped on the tractor together to dump some rocks in the woods. At the end of these days there's no energy left for talking, so without words we clinked drinks together up on the tractor - a two beer salute. To Saturdays, and good work, and a front yard covered in more animals and grass than trash (whew. finally). How about that.