This is my little buddy, out of town. She lives in the city but is a ranch-girl at heart. She raised 4-H pigs for several years. This year she is raising an FFA lamb for the first time. A neighboring High School has stables available for the city kids to house their livestock projects. I enjoyed watching her 'work' the lamb while I was there. His name is Fabian... he has a very strange feminine baaaa.
Note her jammie bottoms, when I met her at her house to drive out to the lamb, I , um, mentioned that maybe she had forgotten to get dressed. She was intentionally wearing pj bottoms to the farm! At the farm, other teen girls were attired in pajama bottoms. What gives?
Sunday we had a visitors after Church. Jerry barbecued a mess of his awesome ribs and we had a bunch of traditional picnic foods. A very nice afternoon. We had 2 extra horses here, not ours, that a woman is trying to sell quickly. We knew right away that this old fat Morgan gelding would be a perfect match for our friends' 6 year old daughter. Another little buddy of mine. It was love at first sight and he went home with them. Now we only have 1 extra horse here.
Same little cutie as above, the dog was at her side the entire afternoon. When it was time to go home, she hid my dog in their truck. When she was 'caught', she tried to hide with him in the barn. I explained to her that he was my dog, and I am very attached, that she could not take him home, but she can come visit. She seriously suggested a deal, we take the horse out of the trailer and she would trade her new horse for my dog! No deal, I kept the dog.
Found a red rose bud this morning. The rose bushes, many of them, were growing wildly all around the house in untended rock gardens. The roses were sending branches between the logs of the house. Jerry went crazy with the chain saw. He tends to do that. He chopped the roses down to nubbins and transplanted them to the garden. I accused him of rose murder. The transplanted roses are thriving. In case you wonder... I admitted that I was wrong and he was right, again. He likes when I admit that. So I admit it as needed. (even when I know I was really right)
It was good to be home and not working this morning. This little rock garden is in the back of the house and doing nicely.
Another rock garden that we are working on. Planted this one last week, still deciding what to put there. If my Mom comes to visit, she'll have good ideas.
This is what I did to the side of the garage. Jerry had the idea to turn it into a horse wash rack. You know, put hitching posts there, a place to tie up horses and give them baths. The other horse stuff and barn are on the other side of the garage. This is what you see from our back deck.
I am learning this marriage stuff, do not argue, do not protest, do not give other options... just do.
I did up this western theme picnic area and the cowboy likes it and forgot all about the wash rack.
Now if I can just think of what to do about his 'prized' wood shed. That's a whole 'nother post.
Goal update; 3 # lost, 5 garage boxes emptied, 6 hours gardening on Saturday, 1 hour gardening this morning.