Photo by R Jenks- awesome

It doesnt get better than this!

Oops...a leprechaun got ahold of me!

Thwarted AGAIN! :(

It took me forever to get motivated to move out of my cozy chair, pajama's and coffee cup.

Besides, it was a bit nippy this a.m.

Finally, my desire to ride outweighed my laziness and I went and dug out my fleece lined riding pants and Smart Wool Socks.

Why I thought I needed to bundle up like I was living in Virginia still, I don't know.

I gathered up my water pack, camera, phone, sunglasses and a few snacks.

So we have SUN

We have BLUE SKY

We have GREEN< GREEN< and MORE GREEN!

AND

We have a SCALPED HORSE !!!!  : (

I started brushing Nevel and his back sank away from me as he lurched away.

Unusual for Mr. Tough Back

I stood on my tippy toes and saw THIS!   : (

And THIS!  He was definitely tender on the above spot that ran about 5" long partially

down and to the right of his spine.  I had had in my mind that I would have a nice 5 or 6 mile ride today and check out the mushy trail conditions.

GRRRRRR!  So I took him to the round pen and let him frolic away some antics.

There would be no riding him today!

So, around the round pen he went-He is quite sad as you can tell.

"Enough already Mom!  I NEED GREEN GRASS!"

Sooo he ate his way up the lane to the barn.

I dug out some Betadine and wonder dust even though

his wound was dry.  I figured it couldn't hurt.  Maybe it just made me 

feel better.

Below are apple/carrot/peppermint snacks that I had made for the ponies.

I over processed the apples and carrots and the batter was quite mushy.

After much baking they were still wet so I put them in my food dehydrator.

I then discovered the dehydrator was only blowing cold air-although it did dry  up

the horse snacks a bit...then back in the oven they went-

Nice and crunchy and STICKY!

They were meant to be given to all of the horses at the barn

But they had not been Nevel & Persee approved yet.  

Turns Out Never and Persee LOVE them and GOBBLED them up.

I did manage to sneak one out to Major who was standing Forlornly in the Arena

and to Drummer who also looked forlorn and hot at the fence line-standing blanketed in what 

was now 58 degrees...dont get me started on Blanket Theory!

The Below Horse Shoe sits nailed to a post at the end of the lane where my horse trailer is parked.

I feel like I should paint it....hmmmm...stay posted!

Sharing a photo of my 2nd horse. An Araloosa- pictured here with my niece.

I think maybe this was 1988

My Niece is all grown up now

with kids of her own.

The horse was Captaina Frost ( I did not name her)

She was STUBBORN!  And my desire to start endurance with her ended

when I became pregnant...also...

My Landlords LITTLE Black Arab Stallion (Shabazzy's Flagstaff) jumped the fence

Totally tore up his "male" parts and still managed to impregnate Tana.

Flag went on to  sire a number of babies on the farm before being gelded and

going on to a fine endurance career himself

Mud, green and my Bleu eyed boy

Vets in action