Giant Toads and Shooting Stars
Jul. 12th, 2004 09:05 am...also a surprise rainbow, some decent lightning, some good horse time, much siesta, and a sufficient amount of Pages.
That was Sunday and part of Saturday, post-lesson neep. Saturday afternoon we had rain--.15 inch, no less; the inch of toad-strangler hit west of us again. However it cleared up enough by evening that I was able to get in a ride on da Pook, and it was a most excellent ride. Riding after lessons is turning out to be a good idea. I have the lesson fresh in my mind, we've discussed Pooka even while working with someone else, and I'm primed to relax and let him show me how to do it. The rein problem is fading fast (thank god) and his trot work is getting more balanced and less panicky. We actually managed some trot circles, which look simple but are very difficult to do correctly. He's starting to allow as how I can, like, help him balance. And his trot under saddle is getting less freaky and easier to stay with--I don't boing onto his neck as much in the transitions.
Sunday was Very hot--104 in town, humidity to match. Evaporative coolers have trouble with this. They do not evaporate, therefore do not cool well. Every year someone says I should get a window a/c, but I have those narrow vertical windows and vertical units are pricey. There's always something else to spend the money on. So I end up flopped on the couch in front of a large fan, ice water near at hand, taking a siesta when the temp in the house hits 85.
I still managed to get quite a lot of writing done. In response to a previous query, my page quota for the day is 5--about 1000 words. I aim for 10 but don't usually hit it. Yesterday I got over 10. Go Me. A blitz day is 15-20 and I'll be flattened the following day. I'm not a blindingly fast writer, but the draft that goes on the page is pretty clean--I don't rewrite a lot as a rule. Exception would be the start of a book when I'm still figuring out the best way to get into it--then I might tweak it quite a bit before I go on. Past about page 100 however, what goes down is for the most part what stays.
In the evening, the sun was shining brightly and I expected to go out into very hot humidity and try to get in a small longe with Capria. I discovered on heading out the door that it was sprinkling lightly out of a mostly clear sky, and there was a lovely bright full bow of rainbow in front of the Rincons. The lightning held off enough for a longe, though as I was feeding the troops, it was fairly ambitious to the south.
It never did cool off after sundown--usually the temperature drops 10 or even 20 degrees, but last night, it didn't. When I let the dogs in at bedtime, one of the Colorado River toads--I have at least three living under the house--was right outside. Huge thing, about eight inches long and about eight inches wide, kind of olive green in color and rather beautiful if you're a toad. You know it's monsoons when the giant toads come out.
Last thing before bed was bed check for the horses--opening up stalls so everyone could have the paddock, and feeding overnight hay. As I was heading down to the barn, I looked up and a shooting star fell like an ember--visible even through clouds. Lovely end to a monsoon day.
I do hope we get rain today. This heat needs to break.
That was Sunday and part of Saturday, post-lesson neep. Saturday afternoon we had rain--.15 inch, no less; the inch of toad-strangler hit west of us again. However it cleared up enough by evening that I was able to get in a ride on da Pook, and it was a most excellent ride. Riding after lessons is turning out to be a good idea. I have the lesson fresh in my mind, we've discussed Pooka even while working with someone else, and I'm primed to relax and let him show me how to do it. The rein problem is fading fast (thank god) and his trot work is getting more balanced and less panicky. We actually managed some trot circles, which look simple but are very difficult to do correctly. He's starting to allow as how I can, like, help him balance. And his trot under saddle is getting less freaky and easier to stay with--I don't boing onto his neck as much in the transitions.
Sunday was Very hot--104 in town, humidity to match. Evaporative coolers have trouble with this. They do not evaporate, therefore do not cool well. Every year someone says I should get a window a/c, but I have those narrow vertical windows and vertical units are pricey. There's always something else to spend the money on. So I end up flopped on the couch in front of a large fan, ice water near at hand, taking a siesta when the temp in the house hits 85.
I still managed to get quite a lot of writing done. In response to a previous query, my page quota for the day is 5--about 1000 words. I aim for 10 but don't usually hit it. Yesterday I got over 10. Go Me. A blitz day is 15-20 and I'll be flattened the following day. I'm not a blindingly fast writer, but the draft that goes on the page is pretty clean--I don't rewrite a lot as a rule. Exception would be the start of a book when I'm still figuring out the best way to get into it--then I might tweak it quite a bit before I go on. Past about page 100 however, what goes down is for the most part what stays.
In the evening, the sun was shining brightly and I expected to go out into very hot humidity and try to get in a small longe with Capria. I discovered on heading out the door that it was sprinkling lightly out of a mostly clear sky, and there was a lovely bright full bow of rainbow in front of the Rincons. The lightning held off enough for a longe, though as I was feeding the troops, it was fairly ambitious to the south.
It never did cool off after sundown--usually the temperature drops 10 or even 20 degrees, but last night, it didn't. When I let the dogs in at bedtime, one of the Colorado River toads--I have at least three living under the house--was right outside. Huge thing, about eight inches long and about eight inches wide, kind of olive green in color and rather beautiful if you're a toad. You know it's monsoons when the giant toads come out.
Last thing before bed was bed check for the horses--opening up stalls so everyone could have the paddock, and feeding overnight hay. As I was heading down to the barn, I looked up and a shooting star fell like an ember--visible even through clouds. Lovely end to a monsoon day.
I do hope we get rain today. This heat needs to break.