Morning in Paradise... The field adjoining our front lawns was baled and trucked out yesterday. The yield was unusually high, putting a big smile on Scott N.'s face (he's the fellow who leases our field to grow hay). That cleared me to turn on the sprinklers for my lawn, which I did this morning. As I cleared one nozzle, I noted the beautiful sunrise over the Wasatch Mountains to our east, and managed to get a photo of it looking over the fields across the highway east of our home. That grass hay field is owned by the LDS church, who leases it out to Mike Clawson, a local dairy farmer.
This morning I'll be transporting the kittens we're fostering, along with their mom, to a veterinary clinic about 25 miles north of us. This clinic works with the Four Paws rescue organization to neuter stray or feral cats at low cost. In a week or so, we'll be handing these kittens – now over 3 pounds each – over to Four Paws for adoption. The little calico girl will be staying behind with us...
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