Chores

Bruno hanging out while the pasture is mowed with Griffin Kitty.

Bruno hanging out while the pasture is mowed with Griffin Kitty.

Always a million things to do.  I remember, back in Florida, when times were easier and we had someone who came in and cleaned once a week.  I had three children, a full-time job and always too much to do.  I remember the great feeling of coming home to a totally spotless house (that of course would be littered with toys, papers and other paraphernalia quickly).  That will never happen here. If we get one area clean, something else always needs to be done.

Lauren and I have done a reasonable job of getting things done around the farm, outside.  We managed to get some flowers planted, new baskets hanging from the pillars on the barns, and launched a full-out attack on the weeds lining the arena fence. The tack room is cleaned out.  Items were sold in a garage sale, too!

Prior to the unexpected deluge of rain last night, Richard came and mowed all our pastures.  We have seeded, weeded and feeded.  The rain, if it did not wash away the seed, should help green up and bolster our pastures. The yard is mowed and weeded as well.

Kona walking the path through the newly mown pasture.

Kona walking the path through the newly mown pasture.

I will start back to work tomorrow, four weeks post-surgery.  The drive will be daunting but I am ready to get back to my usual routine.  I went to mom’s this afternoon.  We spent a lazy afternoon just visiting.  I will miss seeing so much of her.

Busy times coming up-of course, back to work, horse shows the next two weekends and visitors from Florida with new horses!  Details soon, thanks for riding along.

Green pastures.

Green pastures. Just before the rain.

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