Got a whole lot of stuff going on today.
We had a March storm blow through yesterday…literally!
With wind gusts in the low 90Km/hr range, it was a bit breezy.
Today we’re cleaning up after that with some snow moving and then it’s rooster rehabilitation day.
Which means 6 of 9 roosters are going into the freezer. 😉
More tomorrow (or Monday) after the work is done.
And then I’ll have a story to tell about how Ruby scared the carp out of me… Everything is fine, Ruby is fine, so no worries.
It’s just gonna be a story about an over worrying horse owner and lazy horse.
Last week was Love.
But I was waiting for weather to settle down, for the sun to shine, for things to be just right before I created the images I wanted for this prompt.
My Dad bought this rifle for my Mom’s birthday.
Had their names and the date engraved on it. “Elaine May 13/78
Both my parents are gone now, and this is mine.
A family heirloom that will be passed on to my daughter when she’s ready for it.
Love is shown in so many different ways…this one, to me, is beautiful and captures my parents love for each other perfectly.
I’m getting a whole lot of attitude from Sable lately.
Nothing that makes me think she needs a training tune up.
More that she needs some hands on time with her Girl.
Since The Kid spent time in the hospital and has been recovering from that, Sable has not gotten as much attention as she likes from her.
As much as that horse likes me, I’m just Mom.
I’m not Her Person.
Plus, I keep taking her picture…
She’s definitely suffering from Photographer’s Child Syndrome.
Which is not normal for her, but she’s out of sorts waiting for her Girl to come back to her. 💛💛💛
Oh the side eye for daring to turn the camera towards her!
I even tried calling her and offering her a cookie…
“Not even going to look at you…” ~ Sable
Not even then.
Ah well, we have nicer weather coming this week and next…maybe we can get The Kid out there to groom her and pamper her a bit…so she can go back to being my happy to pose equine model again.
That special weather disturbance seems to have finally past us.
Leaving us with a whole lot of snow.
And then there was the wind blowing it around, which made for some pretty darn big drifts.
But it all seems to be light and fluffy stuff, so today, after my coffee, I’ll go man the shovel while Hubby runs the tractor.
And this weirdo?
Snow loving weirdo freak dog…
She’ll love every second blasting around in the snow.
She’s from Nunavut.
She lives for snowy weather.
‘Til she gets ice balls in her paw fur, then she’s ready to go back inside.