Sunday was a beautiful spring day. A day for leek picking and chasing cows.
Justin carried Elsie in the baby carrier and then wrapped a vest around both of them.
We cheat. We occasionally use 4-wheelers on our walks.
Grandpa and Gilbert
Owen checking his clover crop. It is sprouting.
Gilbert wearing Owen's sweater. Ashley told him if he wore this sweater he would be a farmer, so he finally agreed to wear it.
Lily and Gilbert stepping on a witch's purse. One of those poofballs that have brown smoke when you step on it.
Finding a patch of leeks in the woods
Gilbert and sticks
Owen and Ashley
Gilbert and Grandma and Grandpa
Orianna being a little hobo
Lily being as tall as Owen
Lily and Grandpa
Grandpa and the kids
The two buses
Gilbert wanted to dig the dirt, not the leeks
Girls along the creek
Some cows got out and Owen decided that we should put them all together. So we spent an evening watching cows come and go. I was in unimportant places--don't let the cows run back up the lane--so I stood around and took pictures. Beautiful evening.
Trying to lure them with hay. This worked only marginally.
Things are green!
Owen getting the last few. He holds one of their calves and then the mother follows, which makes the other cows follow. Or should.
The rebel calves. These calves ran all over the place, bellering for their mothers and kicking up their heels.
And then finally, the cows all got together. Under the elm tree. In the evening sunshine.