Sunday, August 18, 2019

Big Red Polls, Little Horses

Jasmine has been looking healthier than ever before and I am encouraged to think she might become productive again. Formerly, her obesity prevented her from coming into heat. I suspect she's begun cycling again, though. I've been keeping notes on my calendar:

Winston is happy, healthy and curious:

The herd is often found all in a row, ideal for photos:

Winston in his frequent pose, watching me with curiosity. This time he had poop on his head:

It's almost as if they line up for photos, but I think the real reason is that they like to press against each other to brush off/crush the flies:

Winston and his Aunt Jasmine came in for a drink of cool water. He seems to hang around with her more than with the others:

I always lead Remy in and out of the barn first, so in the evening Blue has to wait, tied to a tree, until I return for him:

They spend their nights in the barn, protected from too many flies and with plenty of hay and water:

In the morning, I spray them both with fly spray, then lead Remy out and tie him to the tree while I fetch Blue:

When both horses begin their day in the corral, they play briefly and then begin searching for grass to eat. I bring hay out right away, but they'd rather have green grass:

In the evening, I go out to the corral to bring them in. This night, Winston and several cows were just outside the horses' fence:

Saturday, August 17, 2019

Summertime Stories

A new Daylily began to bloom among last year's plantings. I checked what I'd ordered and no such color was included. I emailed the supplier to identify it, enthusiastically telling them how happy I was with everything lest they think I was complaining. Alas, they never answered. I was angry until I remembered my own working days, when our tech manager forwarded many customer inquiries to me. I was already feeling overwhelmed with tasks and resented his forwards, so didn't answer many of the emails. That memory helped me to feel less irritation. Nonetheless, I like the Daylily:

 The fantail pigeons are becoming more numerous and more of their nests and attempts at parenting attempts have been successful this year:

 It has been hot, so I put two pans of water in for them to bathe in. Of course I was hoping for photos, but they all ignored the water until I gave up:

 When I went back later, the water was dirty and had feathers in it - but the pigeons all acted like they hadn't noticed any bathing water. "Who, us? We saw no water. Must have been some other birds who bathed." So I got no photos of them splashing and having fun:

Another Daylily began to bloom. This one I had a record of ordering and was called Paradise Pink:

 The wild Bouncing Bet mixed with the Rugosa roses and they both continued blooming extravagantly:

 In front of the house, along the county road, my new, hardy baby roses continued to bloom - and the Tree Hydrangea, a gift from a friend some years ago, outdid itself with blossoms:

And the Sunflowers began to accelerate their blooming. This was a variety called Cherry Rose:

 And a very dark maroon Sunflower, called Red Wave:

 One quiet day I was on my hands and knees, pulling weeds in the new flower garden by the gravel road. The dogs were in their fenced yard and were barking wildly. This is common for them and sometimes spurs me to holler at them. But this time I stayed calm, telling them they were being silly and barking at nothing. But I heard something beside me and looked up, over my shoulder, to see a big, brown llama regarding me with curiosity. A neighbor and I found her owner but she was at the fair, showing goats at the time. So we spent an hour following the llama and trying to put a rope lead around her neck. She finally eluded us and we had to quit. I found out later that the llama had traveled to an Amish farm and jumped over the fence into a pen full of goats (she normally lives with a herd of goats), where she was picked up and trucked back home: