A Few Random Pictures

It is full on haying season, and I’m cutting every day that weather looks clear for a few days. That means I’m sometimes too busy to take pictures…cutting hay by hand really is a labour of love. πŸ™‚ ❀
Or insanity. πŸ˜›
Probably insanity.

In the meantime, I have a few random images to share with y’all…

TroubleCat

Little brat is sticking his tongue out at me. lol
Every where I go there is a cat near by. This time I was, once again, taking early morning pictures of the horses, and Trouble felt he should be my feline chaperone.

The Cookie ❀

This sight is what drew me out of the house on a chilly, gloomy morning, camera in hand.
At first I wanted to be sure she was far enough away from the fence to be able to get up safely…she has a terrible habit of standing right next to the fence, and then just plopping her butt down. She’s gotten herself cast up against it a few times now, so every time I see the fool out by the fence, I check on her. Just in case.
As you can see from the photo, she was far enough away to be fine, and yet close enough to make a lovely picture.

And then, there’s our Sable…

So not graceful…

Horses getting up is the least graceful sight ever.
LOL!

Those grumpy ears are because I was laughing at her…
She can move so beautifully, like she’s floating over the ground…and when she bucks and kicks? The power is incredible to see…
This is just funny.
We love her anyways. πŸ˜‰

Catching up on the Friday’s Hunt

All right, so I missed last week.
It’s been gray and gloomy and rainy here.
Not much for pictures, and even less energy…but this week, I’m catching up with prompts from last week as well.

First set of images are for the prompts Starts with X, Week’s Favorite and Insect.

Starts with X

When you have no idea how to approach a prompt, you hit the google and type in “words that start with x” and read the Scrabble websites for ideas.
That’s how I hit upon “xenobiotics”…though, now that I think of it, I coulda just used Xena, my warrior princess barn cat. LOL! Mighta been too easy…

Anyways…xenobioticsΒ are something we use on the Girls. In fact, we spend quite a bit of money on them and a ton of time trying to apply them…a xenobiotic is a “chemical foreign to or not produced by an organism” such as a pesticide…’round here we call it “bug juice” and we slather it on the horses as much as possible.

After a healthy (or maybe not so healthy) application bug juice, we see this sight a lot!

Bug juice makes for happy horses, because sleeping is so much easier. ❀

Week’s Favorite

Ruby ❀

Do I really need to explain why this is a favorite? I’m sure I don’t. πŸ™‚

Insect

With the rains, come the mosquitoes…and that’s our insects. Many, many, many insects.
Which is why we spend so much money on xenobiotics (I’m loving using that! lol!) so that instead of running and stomping, we see this:

Nice face, Roo πŸ˜‰

Much better than dropping weight running from bugs, or messing up hooves and legs from stomping. I’ll give ’em toxic skin coatings to save the other parts of them. πŸ˜‰

Now, for this week’s prompts. They are Starts with Y, Week’s Favorite and Splash.

Starts with Y

Ruby does some morning yoga stretches, while eyeing me. Just in case there’s some sort of horse treat coming to the fence…

(there were no treats to be had this day…because Round Ruby does not need treats. πŸ˜‰ )

Week’s Favorite

This:

The Cookie having fun.

After her bout of achy, painful joints keeping her down, this was wonderful to see. Her playing, leaping, bucking, kicking and cantering.
Does this woman’s ❀ good to see.
The near daily application of the ointment is helping her.
I’m loving that.

Splash

Splashing and playing in the rains…

Oy! Dirty girl!

Taken out the livingroom window while the rains were coming down…they were just having a grand time running and playing.

Sharing for Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills.

Paragon

I absolutely love this prompt from The Daily Post.
When I can’t immediately find some image in my files to go with the prompt, I look for a quote to match up to…this one led me to a quote that sums me up very nicely.
When I read it, I just started nodding, and said to myself
“Ex-f*cking-zactly”

❀ Black Horse ❀

“Me, myself, personally, I like to keep myself private.
I have never said I am a paragon of virtue, a model of morality.
I simply do what I do.”

~ Steve Coogan

Snuggled down into the hay…

And so, because I feel this quote right down to the core of my bones, I’m pairing it with my very favorite photography subject…make no mistake, I love all my family, 2 feet and 4 feet, related by blood or chosen, but this one, she carries my heart and soul in that body with her. ❀

Volume

Ruby

Some people think that you have to be the loudest voice in the room to make a difference.
That is just not true.
Often, the best thing we can do is turn down the volume.
When the sound is quieter, you can actually hear what someone else is saying.
And that can make a world of difference.

~ Nikki Haley

Turning the volume down, listening to what Black Horse is saying…

❀

 

Friday’s Hunt June 11th

Well, it’s been an interesting week here.
I swear, I’m just itching to have a boring-as-the-day-is-long week, I’m telling you! lol
But, the grand news is, I have finally got some tomato plants in the garden…as well as all my peppers are in, both some hot and some sweet ones.
I have a few more tomatoes to get in, then the carrots, beets, beans and peas. If Hubby manages to get more tilling done, then, I’ll stick a pumpkin or two and some leafy greens.
All in all, it’s not going to be the huge garden I want, but, its way better than last year’s nothing.
And next year…well, next year, I’m going to make it work all over. πŸ˜‰

Prompts for Friday’s Hunt hosted by Teresa at Eden Hills this week are Starts with W, Week’s Favorite, and Pastel.

Starts with W

What is that I see over there, in the shade beside the fence?

Why, it’s a pile of piggies having a nap.
And oh, what a piggie pile it is!!

Andy Piggie says “Listen Food Lady, if you aren’t bringing us food, then why are you waking us up?”

Well, I wasn’t trying to wake them up. I only wanted a few pictures of them being cute, but when they hear me coming, they jump up, looking for treats and scratches (mostly treats).

Week’s Favorite

Once again, my dear sweet horse spent a week not quite herself.
With the impending rain storm, I thought she might have been in the process of that very unpleasant “C” word that horse owners don’t like to use because we don’t ever want to give that word any sort of Power over our equines…
There has also been a wealth of flies and a few mosquitoes hanging about.

I spent the grocery money on bug juice…between the Konk sprayer in the shelter, and a Konk spray I can use right on her, she’s getting some relief.
But she’s sore. The damp is kicking her right in the arthritis (and last night during beet pulp, I found a mark where someone *ahem*Astrid*ahem* landed a kick on her hock), and we’re looking at adding some new supplements.
I’m trying to manage things as much as possible without using pain meds.
I have good reason for that.
I’m not saying I won’t give her pain meds, but I’m hoping to avoid that for as long as possible.

So, last night, after giving her a good once over with the new bug spray, some stretches and a back rub, I left her to her own devices. Which was the overwhelming need for a nap. I hadn’t even made the house when I heard her heave a big sigh…I turned to see her laying down comfortably, dozing. I went for Voldemort…

Near onto 10 at night, bugs are horrible, and she’s napping…<3

Look at that bottom lip. That’s a sleeping Girl.
I almost let out a shriek of triumphant joy…almost. But that would have woken her, and I didn’t want to do that.
Instead I went back to the deck, enjoyed a glass of wine with my eau’d’equine parfum lingering and watched her sleep.

Pastel

As I sat there, listening to my horse snore (by gosh and golly gee, that’s a beautiful sound…Black Horse snoring. ❀ ) I watched the moon rise. It had a lovely pale red glow to it, and I wondered…could I get away with using that as “pastel” this week?
Then I thought, it’s my blog, of course I can! πŸ˜‰

Moon over the Farm

Through the trees…

Today is another day…
I’ve spent the morning with my Girl, cold hosing that leg that took the kick, and she’s feeling better. The dampness has eased off (since we’ve had 2 days of rain!) and she’s getting a hoof trim this afternoon.
Hubby dug out a few samples of Absorbine horse liniment that we were given, and I massaged that into her back and pelvic area…
So far, so good. πŸ™‚
And now, I’m sending him and The Kid out driving…they can go to the nearest pet/tack shop and price out a bigger bottle of the liniment. While she gets some driving practice in.

Have a great week ahead, friends.
We’re working on a better one here.
❀

Polish or Polish?

The Daily Post prompt today…
Is it Polish, or polish?
Well now, depends on interpretation, doesn’t it?
And so, one quote from a renowned Polish artist…

β€œI am obsessed with the process of creation.”
~ ZdzisΕ‚aw BeksiΕ„ski

And another regarding polishing, or putting a shine, on skills…

You are an uncut gemstone of priceless value.
Cut and polish your potential with knowledge, skills and service, and you will be in great demand throughout your life.
~ Denis Waitley

 

Garden 2017

Y’all remember how last year my garden, due to circumstances beyond our control, became a giant plot of weeds?
Not that we wasted anything, those weeds fed pigs for the summer, but still, it was hard on the ol’ FarmHer spirit to not have a garden going.
In the fall, with the last cutting of pig feed, we started covering the area with old plywood. Stuff we had lying around, but wasn’t good enough for building with…well we discovered that the soil underneath the wood was lovely. Still a bit of grass and weeds, but nowhere near as bad as last year.
Problem was, we didn’t have enough to cover the whole garden…takes a lot of wood to cover a 24×40 foot garden!

Ahhh…but we are nothing if not adaptable to the situation. πŸ˜‰

The yellow/brown grass is where the wood was…

You can see though, that there is some really good grass growth on the side…*sigh*

So, the space that was covered by wood is about 12 feet wide, and the full 40 foot length of the garden. Even our powerful little tiller was having a rough time with the full grassy area…and so, what we’re going to do is this…

I’m going to plant everything I can in the 12×40 foot space, mulch it heavily with straw, and be happy with a space that is 3 time the size of any garden I had in the city…

Then, while the one side grows, we’re going to use our ever renewing composting manure pile to cover the other side, and then, we have a huge hay tarp we bought…back when I had visions of actually tarping our hay…but that never happened because, seriously, more trouble than it’s worth. You want hard on a marriage?!? Try tarping hay together…I wish I was kidding about that. :/

We’ve had this tarp sitting, and we figured now we’ll put it to good use. It can cover the side that’s too weedy right now, and then, once the growing season is done in the fall, it’s big enough to cover the entire garden.
We’ll start fresh for the entire space next spring. πŸ™‚

See?
Adapt, overcome, move forward.

Tilling my soon to be garden space…

Sable looks on with interest…

As he was tilling, Hubby had to stop periodically to untangle roots from the tines of the tiller…he’d toss them off to the side, and our (definitely not) starving Sable had to try to reach them so she could eat them…

“I am wasting away here, Dad….
I am but a shell of my former gloriousness as a beautiful horse…
Soooooo hungry…
Can I has those roots please??”
~ Sable

While Hubby used the tiller, I put the scythe back to work, and cut the entirety of the rest of the garden, in prep for adding compost and covering.
Like last year, those greens did not go to waste…

The Kid forking green food to piglets…

As usual, when yard work is happening, Daphne ran around like a maniac…nothing this dog does is at low speed. She just runs until she flops down, dog tired.

Having a rest in the long grass…

When we were finally done, and I walked into the house, this is what I found:

Daisy Mae and Odhinn

He’s always complaining about Daisy bothering him…she’s not even 2, he’s an old man at 15. But that doesn’t stop the snuggles when cats need naps. πŸ˜‰