Oh how the time flies, it’s Monday again and time for another week, it’s nearly September and soon we will be complaining about the cold the wind and the rain.These hot humid days aren’t much fun, working the land in the blazing sunshine. Every chore a challenge, sweating from every pore and hanging out gratefully in every patch of shade we can find. Soon Winter will look very attractive! Maybe a little spell of cooler weather will bring rain and a little rain may bring green back to the grass. Right now the fields are burnt and dry, we’d like a little cooler wetter weather…just for a while !!!!
Yesterday young Wesley removed an old gate and hung a new gate on her own.It is a “cosmetic” fix, the other old ( very old) and original gates have been retired from the front of the ranch and may reappear in some obscure place at the back of the ranch, out of sight.
Followers of Lamb Chop will have noted that Lamb Chop’s portraits, adorned with varying styles of hat are missing… the hats were Lesley and Derek ‘s signature photographs and since they have gone we will have to invent our own series….any ideas from readers…please ???? For today as an alternative, we have a wonderful aesthetic, thought inducing view of Lamb Chops BUTT!!!(before cleaning, sorry!)
Wesley now the sole Woofer here at the ranch has been keeping herself busy with a variety of projects and we are grateful for her hard work and initiative. My vegetable garden again looks weed free perfect, I know they are only lurking below the top soil and ready to pop up overnight, but right now it looks great! Thank you Wesley.
Wesley has also been up on Quest. I would say “riding” but Quest is proof that actually sitting in the saddle with reins in your hands does not entitle you to consider yourself actually “riding”. Bravely she mounted the beautiful big bay shire gelding, and our clumsy baby just looked around for a carrot and waited. Sadly, big beautiful and saddled up doesn’t mean that he is going to know exactly what we want him to do …..and if he did, he wasn’t going to do it any time soon !It doesn’t look like Wesley is about to give up though, I guess Quest is her new challenge. Good luck.
Little Hol-ley loves to be scratched almost as much as she loves her bottle. She just closes her eyes, rests her chin on the scratcher and drifts off to a happy place.
Times up, got to get going, Greg is chuntering and I guess that’s my cue to move. Take care, keep safe, M
Yesterday young Wesley removed an old gate and hung a new gate on her own.It is a “cosmetic” fix, the other old ( very old) and original gates have been retired from the front of the ranch and may reappear in some obscure place at the back of the ranch, out of sight.
Followers of Lamb Chop will have noted that Lamb Chop’s portraits, adorned with varying styles of hat are missing… the hats were Lesley and Derek ‘s signature photographs and since they have gone we will have to invent our own series….any ideas from readers…please ???? For today as an alternative, we have a wonderful aesthetic, thought inducing view of Lamb Chops BUTT!!!(before cleaning, sorry!)
Wesley now the sole Woofer here at the ranch has been keeping herself busy with a variety of projects and we are grateful for her hard work and initiative. My vegetable garden again looks weed free perfect, I know they are only lurking below the top soil and ready to pop up overnight, but right now it looks great! Thank you Wesley.
Wesley has also been up on Quest. I would say “riding” but Quest is proof that actually sitting in the saddle with reins in your hands does not entitle you to consider yourself actually “riding”. Bravely she mounted the beautiful big bay shire gelding, and our clumsy baby just looked around for a carrot and waited. Sadly, big beautiful and saddled up doesn’t mean that he is going to know exactly what we want him to do …..and if he did, he wasn’t going to do it any time soon !It doesn’t look like Wesley is about to give up though, I guess Quest is her new challenge. Good luck.
Little Hol-ley loves to be scratched almost as much as she loves her bottle. She just closes her eyes, rests her chin on the scratcher and drifts off to a happy place.
Times up, got to get going, Greg is chuntering and I guess that’s my cue to move. Take care, keep safe, M
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