In just a minute I'm going to go and mow the calf-high grass in my front yard. I'm still warming up from falling in mud while dealing with horse fight issues in the pasture for the rescue I volunteer with. Mud sucked my boots and over I toppled. Sigh. Here are random pictures from the last few weeks.
Autumn has a new beloved, Web.
All the horses have had their hoofs in water or muck for what feels like months.
Frogs are not looking so pretty, abscesses are taking over.
Stella is still terrified of horses. I have to pull her out of the car to take her for a walk.
Last week she was diagnosed with moon blindness - she is doing much better this week.
Quincy, who went into a rescue a few months ago,
has lost his dangerous weight and looks like a regular horse.
I'm working on re-balancing all the parts of my life. I got behind
during a family crisis in January and am still working on catching up.
Lyra and her friend Zindi are the two "granny horses" of the general pasture. They are BFF.