While Back on The Rock...

The blossoming things, grasses and uh, other green stuff happily growing in jungle like (minus Dr. Livingston, I presume) proportion in my yard while I've been away have become heaven for the wild chickens. And apparently a few horses enjoyed themselves here while I was away, leaving their clues in the middle of overgrown pathways for my slender soled flip flops to find. Flop would be the word...