|Embiggen to see what I'm talking about.|
|One last wheelbarrow of poop picked from the fields before the light disappears.|
A few things have happened with the horses that I should probably write about, but I honestly don't want to. I don't want to write about what has happened or how I feel about it or how I intend to solve the problems. I just...don't.
I apologize for the downer post, but it's my blog and that's how I feel at the moment about everything. I am upping my vitamin D in case this is a bout of seasonal affective disorder. In the meantime, the blog might have some filler posts of blog hops, questionnaires, and photos.
On a brighter note, have some photos from the past few weeks that I haven't had the chance to put in the blog.
|The mares see something...|
hopefully not dead people.
Lily is the one without a grazing muzzle.
|Astarte keeping me company while farm sitting at the barn last weekend.|
|This would be one of the reasons why I can't take him out in public... ;)|
This tree is now naked.
|Charles and I rode, and took pics of one another taking pics of one another. :)|
Me on Lily, same day.
Awkward photo of me putting the rope halter on Gracie. I just like this photo.
I have never been loved by a cat quite the way this one loves me.
"I loff you!"
Gah the cuteness! I love you too Aengus
There is a painting called Flaming June by Sir Frederick Leighton.
This is Flaming October.
All of these trees are also naked now.
|Zombie waiting to be picked up by his former foster mom so he could get neutered at the shelter.|
|The evening after his neuter. Foster mom brought him back to work for me. He was still sleepy from the drugs and all he wanted was foooooooood and looooooove.|
|Zombie is happy to be back home.|