It snowed again, leaving the arena at the Taskmasters unusable till at least Thursday, more likely Saturday, maybe not till next week. I haven't been on a horse in... awhile. Between winter weather making the arena unusable and The Cold there hasn't been a lot of riding time. But, yesterday there was a Russian looking lady on my back porch:
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| What? You don't see the fur shawl and big furry hat? |
We got about 2 feet, the mountains got more. Wolf Creek got 48". Unlike other areas of the country we rejoice when the white stuff falls as every bit of moisture means there's a slightly less chance of us catching on fire in the summer. Granted, if you talk to us in the middle of a bad winter we're all going slightly nuts.
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| Imagine this with several more feet of snow and that was the winter of '08 (you could only see the top rail of the fence.) This is the driveway. The trees are where the road is. |
The ponies are happy, except as usual Condi was less than pleased to be stuck in the corrals while the storm was going on. I've stopped blanketing him. I was only doing it when it was really cold or snowing anyway. We're both happier with this arrangement.
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