Before I begin this entry, our thoughts are with Boston. It is hard to comprehend how such a terrible thing happened on the other side of the country on a beautiful Spring day. Condolences to those families who lost loved ones and those in the hospital. I think that the whole country weeps with you.
We were very fortunate, well, almost…All the horses were safe and dry in their stalls. The sheep, after an almost (that word again) perfect return migration to the barn were munching dinner in the sheep pen and the cows, (very well rounded) in the cow barn, were contentedly chewing their cud and clearly reflecting on a busy day doing nothing. The sun had been shining, the sky had been blue, it had been a busy day at the ranch. Busily trying to find horses under a very heavy coating of rich brown mud we barely noticed the big black clouds that positioned themselves right over the barn roof. Suddenly the loudest ear shattering clap of thunder shattered the peace momentarily followed by a lightening bolt that lit up the sky. The thunder began to roll, lightening flashed, heavy hailstones resounded against the metal roof of the barn and the horses FREAKED ! Player the grey gelding whirled and whinnied…Quest the great bay Shire whinnied, his call echoing through the barn and answered by Roman who was tossing his head and stamping at his door. The storm lasted a while, the air was filled with the smell of static (can static smell ? ) suddenly all was quiet and the barn returned to calm. It was awesome !!!
Our current WOOFER volunteer Ruth had been hard at work re creating a drain cover. Our earlier drain cover ( designed to stop stones filling the drain) had been “modified” by some visiting children who had entertained themselves by seeing just how many stones the drain could take. It appears that it took a LOT !!! The drain had to be dismantled and for a short while our “temporary” drain has bee an overturned Costco washing powder bucket. Everyone who knows me knows just how much I love the word “temporary” which invariably means semi permanent ! Young Ruth got to work and before long the sound of the radial arm saw and the drill joined the usual farm noises as a very determined Ruth strived to finish her project. The finished masterpiece passed Greg’s scrutiny and even earned a compliment but Ruth was heard to comment ruefully that it had been “finished” several times. Well done Ruth, I love it and I hated that bucket !
So much to tell but I’m timed out ! Take care, keep safe. M
We were very fortunate, well, almost…All the horses were safe and dry in their stalls. The sheep, after an almost (that word again) perfect return migration to the barn were munching dinner in the sheep pen and the cows, (very well rounded) in the cow barn, were contentedly chewing their cud and clearly reflecting on a busy day doing nothing. The sun had been shining, the sky had been blue, it had been a busy day at the ranch. Busily trying to find horses under a very heavy coating of rich brown mud we barely noticed the big black clouds that positioned themselves right over the barn roof. Suddenly the loudest ear shattering clap of thunder shattered the peace momentarily followed by a lightening bolt that lit up the sky. The thunder began to roll, lightening flashed, heavy hailstones resounded against the metal roof of the barn and the horses FREAKED ! Player the grey gelding whirled and whinnied…Quest the great bay Shire whinnied, his call echoing through the barn and answered by Roman who was tossing his head and stamping at his door. The storm lasted a while, the air was filled with the smell of static (can static smell ? ) suddenly all was quiet and the barn returned to calm. It was awesome !!!
Our current WOOFER volunteer Ruth had been hard at work re creating a drain cover. Our earlier drain cover ( designed to stop stones filling the drain) had been “modified” by some visiting children who had entertained themselves by seeing just how many stones the drain could take. It appears that it took a LOT !!! The drain had to be dismantled and for a short while our “temporary” drain has bee an overturned Costco washing powder bucket. Everyone who knows me knows just how much I love the word “temporary” which invariably means semi permanent ! Young Ruth got to work and before long the sound of the radial arm saw and the drill joined the usual farm noises as a very determined Ruth strived to finish her project. The finished masterpiece passed Greg’s scrutiny and even earned a compliment but Ruth was heard to comment ruefully that it had been “finished” several times. Well done Ruth, I love it and I hated that bucket !
So much to tell but I’m timed out ! Take care, keep safe. M
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