Well I don't know what the calender says, but summer is here on the Berkshire.

Three times today I have had to rally my dogs and coax them back into the house, locking them inside. 

Mr. Harrison is tending to his field out back which means non stop barking my magnificent trio. 
First he walked the fence line (with them inches from his face) and picked up all the debris left behind by the winter.  Now he is mowing the edge...but on the tractor first.  Once that is complete he will push mow right up along the fence until it looks picture perfect....and my walls inside the house will be covered in dog drool from all the excited panting and shaking.  

                    yeah....