Fall Comes to the High Desert

I am loving these warm fall days.  Tonight as my dad was finishing up the new step and rail for the front door, I looked out to find this view.  The green field really improves the view from my porch.  Those pods actually did the job...not by themselves, but with a lot of manual (and sometimes woman) labor, the fields are now growing wheat.  We're keeping our fingers crossed that the Canadian Geese will return.

I was so exited to get a new screen/storm door.  I had imagined it keeping all of the bugs out  in the summer, and the cold in the winter.  Well, the main thing it keeps out right now, is Chase.  He's having trouble getting it open and then maneuvering himself inside due to the spring closure.  So my dad widened the step and added a hand rail.  What a wonderful grandpa...the list of home improvement projects he's done at our house is not short.  One day I'll post pics of the playhouse he helped me build with neat little handrails for Chase.  But you'll have to wait until I either plant grass in the backyard or swallow my pride and show the world our cute, little playhouse surrounded by ten-foot weeds...no joke.

This picture made me laugh.  Parker and Hayes had been playing down at the barn and came home with syrup splattered on them.  We're not talking  Mrs. Butterworth's.  We feed this nasty smelling syrup that has vitamins and minerals in it to the cows.  Most everyone who works on the ranch has had their own run-in with the syrup. There must be a puddle of it down at the barn because the boys denied "getting in" the syrup; they merely stood on opposite sides of the syrup puddle and threw rocks into it, hence the splatters. I made them jump right into the bath and kind of forgot about them.  Hayes came and found me and wanted to show me something.  He was so proud of how he had dressed he and Parker in identical outfits.  Peas in a pod.