Flying Snowflakes, wind and 3 years.

The month of April will mark the start of my 4th. year of blogging. This is a picture of Dixie and I. She is who I was riding then. Ramona from the BLM took this picture and sent it to me. Little did I know if anyone would read this or not. If you noticed my counter on the right hand side, we passed 10,000 visitors recently. That absolutely blows me away that that many people would want to come and see what a slightly overweight, white haired lady had to say about her experience with mustang horses and other things that flit through my mind. Thank you all so very very much.l
This is a recent picture of Rusty and I. Bob has been working her the past week while I have been gimping around. When I went out today she would not let me catch her without a run down and Bob walks right up to her. I told him, she was his and he would have to find the time to work with her. I will spray the meds on her leg but she does not want me around her. At least today that is what I am thinking. Anyway, if Sage gets here next week like I would expect, Gary said by the end of the month, I won't have so much time and we have another mustang filly coming in for training. So he had better get with my program. LOL.

To celebrate my three years of blogging, I am going to send a gift to someone. All you have to do is to comment on my blog during the entire month of April and then I will draw a name. I made some gift boxes and I will fill it with some things. Don't just know yet, but it will be fun to get.

Thank you all so much for reading and commenting and making me feel loved and not old.

My word today is appreciation. That is what i feel.

Beautiful Day

The sun shone so great today. I just relished it with joy. I could not get out and do anything but enjoyed the warm. Today Skeeter got a bath and a haircut. He was a mess. I don't care, I love him so much. He is so sweet and he was so glad to see me. He has a pretty green scarf on. He looks good in green.

Again nothing outside except Bob could not get Pepper in his stall this evening, he just ran around the barn for Bob. I hobbled down there and got after him. He looked at me and went where he belonged. My sister said he missed me, Bob said he was being stupid and I think he just was tired of the way Bob does things. Rusty has liked Bob treating her leg though. And she expects her treats. I am going to try to get out there myself tomorrow.

My foot is still sore but it is healing. I am trying very hard to walk on it correctly. Then it won't get sore places it doesn't need to. It is still vivid colored.

Take care. You have put up with a lot of whining this week. I am sorry I am not usually a wimp but this hurt. Way worse than getting dumped in the water.

Still Limping Around

What is left of our cherry tree. Half of it was dead and we did not get any cherries from it. The birds got them and made big messes. So, down it came. Tom will get the rest of the wood next weekend when he comes out. They have a wood heater stove and can use it.

Oliver relaxing in the sun. His short horn seems to have healed up OK. He recovered fully from whatever he had that made him so sick a month or so ago. Now if Bob walks toward him and doesn't have food he runs. He thinks he might be going to get another shot.

I wonder what kind of hens these are. They have very round bodies and tails that are not pointy like theothers, they are rounded. And they have feathers on their legs and their feathers are kind of bushy around their heads.

Spot relaxing before she goes out to the pasture to eat again. I expect her baby will be born next week. That is when the full moon is. Candy is due about the same time.

I don't know what kind this rooster is either. He is huge. I mean really huge. We had a rooster when we got the 10 new hens and she had the rooster. She said she could not eat him so gave him to us. He was in a rabbit hutch type cage in the barn for Bob to butcher last Saturday. Friday morning when Bob went out our rooster was laying there dead. Bob said he died with a smile on his face. Don't really know what happened to him though. We had another one drop over of a heart attack a couple of years ago. So Big Boy had his life saved. He is now our rooster. I think we have 13 laying hens and one old hen that is blind in one eye and is lame that has survived 3 dog attacks so we named her Lucky and she can live her life out in peace with the other chickens.

I don't know if I will be able to get out to do chores or work with Rusty by tomorrow or not. I hope so. Bob is in such a foul mood tonight that I am glad he did not catch her. I am hiding out. LOL.

Thankful Tuesday? I am thankful that my foot is a little better today. I am thankful for the sunshine. I am thankful for family. Even when we don't get along, we are still family.

Blessings to you all.

Limp Around Monday

No pictures today. I could not get outside to take any. Bob told me I missed some funny ones of the donkey's playing tug of war with a hose they found somewhere. I wanted to try to get down there but my foot hurts too bad.

It is swollen red and purple. That seems to be my colors of choice for the past three weeks. Man my foot hurt today. I tried to stay down and keep it up but one can only read so long and watch so much mindless TV. I got to thinking about things I had no business thinking of and worrying about until I had myself in tears. Tomorrow I am going to walk, hear me, I AM going to walk. Maybe I will even be able to get a sock on. This is ridiculous.

I did hear that my horse will not get here until the end of the month. Well that is just 6 days away so maybe next week. I hope so. I WILL BE WALKING BY THEN. I WILL. I want to just to be able to touch her. Probably won't happen as soon as I want but I will settle for just looking at her and talking to her and telling her how beautiful she is.

When God created the horse He said to the magnificent creature: I have made thee as no other. All the treasures of earth lie between they eyes. Thou shalt carry my friends upon thy back. Thy saddle shall be the seat of prayers to me. And though fly without wings, and conquer without any sword. Oh, horse.

The Koran.

I am a klutz even on Sunday

Yes, that is my foot. That is the bottom of my foot, that looks icky, I should have let Bob take a picture of the top. It HURTS. I am positive 2 toes are broken but nothing can be done. I dropped the cast iron lid of a cast iron pot. It hit right on the edge of the lid like a knife. That is what it felt like. DIL helped me this afternoon. Two Sundays ago, Pepper tossed me in the drink, last weekend on Saturday I fell down in gravel in Puyallup. Now this Sunday me foot. I may just take to my bed over the next weekend. And stay there.
This is my pride and joy. Sheya is a wonderful little horsemen. She has a great seat and is fearless. I got after Tom, her dad, because he did not get her helmet on her head. The next time she comes out we are going to go for a ride. She has been asking me all winter. I would have done it today but my foot kept me sitting. That is Rosie the Sheya is riding.

Maybe this is the week Sage will arrive.

Sunny Saturday

We are leaving soon and will be gone the rest of the day and into the evening. I will be too tired to write a blog so am going to leave you with a quote from Aesop's Fables, The Horse and the Stag: At one time the Horse had the plain entirely to himself. Then a Stag intruded into his domain and shared his pasture. The Horse, desiring to revenge himself on the stranger, asked a man if he were willing to help him in punishing the Stag. The man replied that if the Horse would receive a bit in his mouth and agree to carry him, he would contrive effective weapons against the Stag. The Horse consented and allowed the man to mount him. From that hour he found that instead of obtaining revenge on the Stag, he had enslaved himself to the service of man.

Have a great Saturday.

Friday

I got a new card reader so I can get the pictures off my camera. Hurrah.

Bob got home and I had Pepper all saddled for him to work with Rusty. I had done ground work with her earlier. She wasn't too excited about it but she will get used to it.

She did not like Bob being above her like that. So he will need to do this really often. Or, I will. I want to tell him how to do it but he won't like that. We do things quite differently and Rusty is used to me. At first she did not like me but now she is used to how I do things and its Bob she is leary of.

These are my spurs. Bob is hooking them up to the leathers as I write this. I hope they are enough for him to know I mean business. I don't want to carry a switch but that is the next step. He absolutely has decided he does not have to mind me. I rode today and it was enjoyable
as long as he was behaving. I tried riding bareback but he knew I could not make him mind so I came back and put my saddle on. I like to ride bareback some of the time. Not today though.

I told him he was still a butt head. I need to really clean up my saddle. I did not know it was still so muddy.

Gonzaga won their basket ball game tonight. Guess they play Syracuse tomorrow. GO ZAGS.