I am trying to lj more. Make a habit of it again. So.
I am glad you all liked the Photoblogging. I like Photoblogging. And I do love photos of truly kickass clouds. Which those were.
We might get more this week. The monsoon never really ended, and we seem to be headed straight into the fall storms--as in, there will be Blanket Brigade tomorrow night and/or Thursday as we drop from a high of near 100F to a high of below 70F, and lows in the 40s. With wind and possibly rain. Horses are not adapted and their coats are still rather on the short-and-thin side. So, blankets. It's early for that: usually we don't get our fall weather break until nearer Halloween. I fully expect at least one more siege of this year's patented flamethrower weather, but its back is breaking. We're nearly done.
Still riding Pook in the mornings, though with the sun rising later, we won't be able to do that much longer--won't have enough light to work with before breakfast. I'm proud of us that we've kept it up for so long, and been as consistent as we have. Who knew? He looks seriously buff. Very much a Round White Object.
I had hoped to get to World Fantasy this year, bought a membership, but realized a few weeks ago that it wasn't happening. My membership is sold and I am sad to miss all the friends and lj-peeps who will be there. I'll be doing the Fall Roundup at the Empire Ranch the following weekend instead, with Pook and one or two of the others--small demo of Lipi-love and horse yoga. That should be fun: very much of an Old West adventure.
This weekend there is a short Camp. That will also be fun, and entertaining, and educational. I have a ton of things to do to get ready, but ohgodtired. This summer's heat and fibro kicked me hard. Will take a while to recover.
On Friday we got together with Yoga-Jenny and plotted wonderful things. Yoga, horses, and writing. Short beta on the weekend before the Winter Solstice, and full monty over the equinox in March--ten days all told. We've got the Inn at Civano on board, we'll use DHF, we'll use River Valley where Jenny keeps her horse, and the Fat White Movers and Shakers are all in favor. Especially Camilla. Yoga is Camilla's thing. She listened intently while we plotted and discussed. She has Plans. Clearly.
As for us, we live to serve.
I am glad you all liked the Photoblogging. I like Photoblogging. And I do love photos of truly kickass clouds. Which those were.
We might get more this week. The monsoon never really ended, and we seem to be headed straight into the fall storms--as in, there will be Blanket Brigade tomorrow night and/or Thursday as we drop from a high of near 100F to a high of below 70F, and lows in the 40s. With wind and possibly rain. Horses are not adapted and their coats are still rather on the short-and-thin side. So, blankets. It's early for that: usually we don't get our fall weather break until nearer Halloween. I fully expect at least one more siege of this year's patented flamethrower weather, but its back is breaking. We're nearly done.
Still riding Pook in the mornings, though with the sun rising later, we won't be able to do that much longer--won't have enough light to work with before breakfast. I'm proud of us that we've kept it up for so long, and been as consistent as we have. Who knew? He looks seriously buff. Very much a Round White Object.
I had hoped to get to World Fantasy this year, bought a membership, but realized a few weeks ago that it wasn't happening. My membership is sold and I am sad to miss all the friends and lj-peeps who will be there. I'll be doing the Fall Roundup at the Empire Ranch the following weekend instead, with Pook and one or two of the others--small demo of Lipi-love and horse yoga. That should be fun: very much of an Old West adventure.
This weekend there is a short Camp. That will also be fun, and entertaining, and educational. I have a ton of things to do to get ready, but ohgodtired. This summer's heat and fibro kicked me hard. Will take a while to recover.
On Friday we got together with Yoga-Jenny and plotted wonderful things. Yoga, horses, and writing. Short beta on the weekend before the Winter Solstice, and full monty over the equinox in March--ten days all told. We've got the Inn at Civano on board, we'll use DHF, we'll use River Valley where Jenny keeps her horse, and the Fat White Movers and Shakers are all in favor. Especially Camilla. Yoga is Camilla's thing. She listened intently while we plotted and discussed. She has Plans. Clearly.
As for us, we live to serve.
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Date: 2011-10-04 06:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-04 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-04 06:56 pm (UTC)Get Ready DHF! HERE WE COME!
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Date: 2011-10-04 10:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-05 12:23 pm (UTC)Have fun for me, too ^^
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Date: 2011-10-04 08:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-04 10:14 pm (UTC)Enjoy your lovely new appliance in good health.
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Date: 2011-10-05 01:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-05 02:39 am (UTC)Pooka is pretty mellow as stallions go, and he's out 24/7 so doesn't get the kind of edge they get when kept in stalls for large portions of the day. But after about a week of no work, he lets me know I'd better get with it. Gets his cranky pants on. Turnout is all very well, and he gets plenty of exercise blasting around, chasing birds and rabbits, and showing off for the mares, but he loves his work and misses it when he's not getting it.
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Date: 2011-10-05 03:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-05 12:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-10-05 02:01 pm (UTC)For some reason I just get the feeling that mares are more suited to the horse yoga thing... maybe I am wrong, and I haven't tried it, of course, but I think my boys would look at me like I'd lost a carrot or two. Think they would wonder why the heck I wasn't giving scritches or something? But I think that goes hand in hand with male energy -- "what've you got for me?" Mares always seem so much older to me -- more connected to the earth and a reciprocal energy.
Oh well. Sigh. Still wouldn't trade the world for my boys. ;->