(I know, I know...I'm a little late with this one, but we've been busy.)
We almost always spend the Fourth of July at the farm…because we love being there, and because Kota gets terribly anxious when she hears fireworks. There are plenty of poppers in our neighborhood near Volente, but none on Goat Hill. This year was no exception. We arrived on the first and spent time with Allan and Jef and the McElhaney family. Jamey and Laura twirled each other into falling-down dizziness on the sack swing.
And Lulu and Clover hung out with their cousins.
We had a smoked pork butt feast with Cousins Kathy and Eric and topped it off with fresh figs poached in balsamic vinegar over Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla. (I know, it doesn’t sound all that appetizing, but just try it. You'll like it.) The dogs got bone treats.
and Radius and Savvy enjoyed some fresh grass after their ride.