Just stepping around the corner, past the back yard gate, heading for the feed area. Wanda's nose is in her feed bucket (the aluminum cladding on the fence post is to keep her from beavering through it -- she's already eaten through two).  Sacks of mulch await their turn for me to finish sheet mulching under the ginko and redbud in the area -- the trailer door is open letting you see the hay inside. Frank's house is off in the distance beyond my 4-step mounting block.