Horses, horses, horses!
Dec. 28th, 2004 03:07 pmI love going out to the pasture. Mir and I went out at the crack of dawn this morning (the sunrise was beautiful, even though it was seen through sleepy eyes), but since we couldn't get the tractor started we judged that it would be best to go back at lunch.
We left work at twelve thirty, and got back at two thirty. Heh. That's my kind of lunch! We didn't get to ride because we had to put out five bales of hay around different parts of the pasture. It was fun, though, and a bit of a work out as I ran up and down the pasture to open gates and roll bale rings.
Now I smell like fresh hay and horses and I'm back at work, with a big grin and lots of energy.
We left work at twelve thirty, and got back at two thirty. Heh. That's my kind of lunch! We didn't get to ride because we had to put out five bales of hay around different parts of the pasture. It was fun, though, and a bit of a work out as I ran up and down the pasture to open gates and roll bale rings.
Now I smell like fresh hay and horses and I'm back at work, with a big grin and lots of energy.