We needed to send a photo off to someone with both goats and the youngest three children, and Clara bravely volunteered for this hazardous duty. Forty-three shots and one bedraggled 16-year-old later, there were only TWO semi-usable photos! Poor thing doesn’t get paid enough for this :-).
And we found on the camera this fun shot, of one mud lovin’ duck girl:
What am I doing? Why am I not doing the photo-wrangling? I am (in between regularly scheduled chauffeuring and bad nausea days) sanding, sanding, sanding, and sanding. It’s looking good (or at least smooth). I’m thinking we’ll be ready for primer by the weekend.