Finally! I got in the door!
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dancinghorseIt's been impossible to update this lj for days--between system problems and denial-of-service attacks. (Yes, I run Windows. Yes, I run virus protection. No, I am not sending legions of zombies against this system. I don't Do horror.)
It's been a busy week. Finished second draft to date and sent it out Sunday. Monday I had to do Web promo for LUNA--they have a boffo website, and authors have to provide photo, extended bio ("Lipizzan breeder living near Tucson" is not sufficient), author interview, how-to article for the Writing Fantasy page, and text and image bits for the page on their book. Lots of stuff, kept me going all day. Then in September I'll do a chat for the book. And must remember to check in on the boards for the various discussions thereof.
Now I'm back to the two first drafts. And as always, riding and working ponies. Yesterday morning was a bit sad: one of the barn bunnies somehow jumped into a water barrel, and I did not get there in time. I buried it out on the uncleared acre. The rest of the gang are as ubiquitous as ever, and there are at least three thriving quail families, including one with a dozen half-grown chicks--which is quite a feat. That breeding pair raises large families year after year, and always manages to keep at least ten of them alive into adulthood. As quail go, I'd say they were pretty bright.
I hit a bit of a wall with Pook over the weekend, realized I was not wanting to ride him because I was so afraid I'd make a mistake. That way lies total wimpitude and horse on pasture-potato patrol. So I decided it's time to pull him out of lessons for a bit, and Just Ride The Damn Horse.
As soon as I made this decision, of course, riding him started being fun again. And the mistake count went 'way down. And we started making perceptible progress with his trot work. He's quite happy with the whole thing, and after every ride he wants to go Exploring. He'll take me right out to the road and head on down it, with pauses to check the mesquite trees, because the Treats-on-Trees are getting ripe. He's been waiting all winter and all spring for those. He loves Treats-on-Trees.
The monsoons have pulled back--a classic late-June tease. It's dry again, though not dragon-dry, and hot, but not terribly hot. It's really quite lovely. This morning's ride on Capria went until 10 o'clock without mutual meltdown. We headed out--and keed insisted on coming, too. He wouldn't even eat his breakfast. He tried to get me to saddle him, then when that failed, he parked right outside the grooming area. He'd go eat a bit, drink a bit, then hustle back. "Don't forget me, Mom!" As if.
It's been a busy week. Finished second draft to date and sent it out Sunday. Monday I had to do Web promo for LUNA--they have a boffo website, and authors have to provide photo, extended bio ("Lipizzan breeder living near Tucson" is not sufficient), author interview, how-to article for the Writing Fantasy page, and text and image bits for the page on their book. Lots of stuff, kept me going all day. Then in September I'll do a chat for the book. And must remember to check in on the boards for the various discussions thereof.
Now I'm back to the two first drafts. And as always, riding and working ponies. Yesterday morning was a bit sad: one of the barn bunnies somehow jumped into a water barrel, and I did not get there in time. I buried it out on the uncleared acre. The rest of the gang are as ubiquitous as ever, and there are at least three thriving quail families, including one with a dozen half-grown chicks--which is quite a feat. That breeding pair raises large families year after year, and always manages to keep at least ten of them alive into adulthood. As quail go, I'd say they were pretty bright.
I hit a bit of a wall with Pook over the weekend, realized I was not wanting to ride him because I was so afraid I'd make a mistake. That way lies total wimpitude and horse on pasture-potato patrol. So I decided it's time to pull him out of lessons for a bit, and Just Ride The Damn Horse.
As soon as I made this decision, of course, riding him started being fun again. And the mistake count went 'way down. And we started making perceptible progress with his trot work. He's quite happy with the whole thing, and after every ride he wants to go Exploring. He'll take me right out to the road and head on down it, with pauses to check the mesquite trees, because the Treats-on-Trees are getting ripe. He's been waiting all winter and all spring for those. He loves Treats-on-Trees.
The monsoons have pulled back--a classic late-June tease. It's dry again, though not dragon-dry, and hot, but not terribly hot. It's really quite lovely. This morning's ride on Capria went until 10 o'clock without mutual meltdown. We headed out--and keed insisted on coming, too. He wouldn't even eat his breakfast. He tried to get me to saddle him, then when that failed, he parked right outside the grooming area. He'd go eat a bit, drink a bit, then hustle back. "Don't forget me, Mom!" As if.
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Date: 2004-06-30 06:19 pm (UTC)So of course they've pulled back. But we had a lovely soaking rain last night; even though it's going to be dry for the next few days, this one is really good. I'm not sure what our rainfall has been for this month, but at least the average, I think. (All of 0.61"...)
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Date: 2004-06-30 06:56 pm (UTC)I know I shouldn't laugh about the poor bunny. But I somehow have this cartoon image in mind of the little bunnies lining up along the edge of a loft and doing "bonzai" leaps into the water barrel.
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Date: 2004-06-30 08:14 pm (UTC)Yep, monsoons are running late this year. Usually they hit around the 3rd of July. But hey, that's three more days.