Saturday was clear and warm in the sun. I lay on a rock near the barn.
I love being hot. Heat fills me with energy and gets my creative ideas flowing. My preference for this creative thinking that looks like being lazy is a lounge lawn chair, but I don't have one here. The rock retains the heat so it's like having a hot rock treatment to lie on top of it.
Bibbity is queen of the mountain. She reminds me of her lion ancestors here.
Old farm equipment lies about getting rusty. An ax on the corner foundation of what once was a chicken house.
Melange of rust.