Summer is winding down and I am savoring every bit of grass. The high pollen count from the golden rod and other flowers gives me itchy watery eyes, but it's worth it.
Each morning and evening I spend munching clover.
It is especially succulent in the cool of the morning. The dew gives me what Mom calls "grass face".
The other day I went out to my paddock and guess what I saw? A big ole fat woodchuck eating MY clover! I'll bet you know what I did! I put my head down in the most threatening manner and ran that fat little bugger right back to his hole outside the fence. Hmmpppffhh. I don't share my clover.