. . . another post. It’s not that there hasn’t been plenty to write about; but between a nasty cold and phone problems (no Internet!) I haven’t been able to report.
All is well here, and things have pretty much dried out after the big storm. Our rain gauge showed over an inch and a half, although the official rain total was less. It was a typical thunderstorm; some areas got drenched, some didn’t.
I haven’t recorded the progress of the Paint colt that Sarah’s dad brought in as much as I would have liked, but he’s coming along fine. I got out to snap shots of his first trip out of the round pen — I think. I’ve probably missed a lot while snorting and sneezing. Anyway, the little guy making a very handsome saddle horse. Here, Sarah’s friend Michael J. is riding him, while Sarah gets ready to join them on Tilly, the other youngster she’s been working.
They intended to work the colts in the riverbed, but there was so much activity down there that they decided to be prudent and cut the ride short. It’s better to quit while you’re ahead, especially with colts.
You can see it was a beautiful day, after high winds and dust the day before, and everyone who could must have been out there enjoying it. The weekend will be even busier.
Here are a couple of shots from a week or two ago, of roping practice in the arena. Grandson Andrew and friends had a great time.
No, they’re not roping the tractor driver; the roping dummy is just out of sight around the corner. Everyone had a good time, except maybe the dummy.
I hope to post more often, now that my cold is beginning to pass off. The old saying is, “Three days coming, three days with you, and three days going.” I figure I’m on day seven. It’s been really hard on Xena. For some reason, she hates sneezing and coughing, and heads for the dog door every time. She’s about gotten it worn out these last few days!