There are hay bales...everywhere!!! Big round roles that are spit out of the back of a baler pulled by a tractor. We stopped in the middle of the road to see one.....reminded me of a chicken laying an egg!!! LOL
Steve and Nancy blooming where they have been planted, in Central California foothills. Our hearts continue to long for new vistas, times with dear friends and following the road ahead but for now, we are content with where God has placed us. We are caring for Steve's mom who has Alzheimer's. Come, enjoy life "on the hill."