So, as I closed the gate after walking the horses back from the pasture in the cool of the evening, sunset on one side, moon rise on the other, it struck me that the FPP needed to take place- NOW or my perfect record would be ruined in month 7.
I dashed to the house for the camera, called the kids out of the barn, Huz out of the garden, and pulled up a photo Eldest had provided for the July FPP- she being a sailing instructor on the Chesapeake this summer.
In our farm clothes and our farm boots- the Family Photo Project keeping it real.
And, post family photo, our little black dog, in her usual terrorizing Tucker mode was captured on film leaping the pile.
Eye on the jump....
And Wheeeeee!
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