Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Saddlerock
Saddlerock and the moon...
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Mostly About DG
Below: Mario re-directing DG off the matts while Alvaro moves and packs it with the tractor
Jordan playing in the sand box
Faith playing in the sand box
Beautiful bare hoof prints in the peach colored DG
Sunday, October 25, 2009
The Tofu Cowboy Rides Again
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Grumpus
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Paddock Plans

<--- Newcastle beer with a side of Advil
The work on the horse's paddock began today. We bought railroad ties and rubber mats, screws, washers, a crowbar and a cheap saw... then the real work began.
The horses took the entire event very seriously and thwarted my attempts to keep them away from the construction zone. I tied them to the back of the corral, each with a pile of hay. While I was back there, Mario backed the truck - hard - into the corral roof post and completely destroyed one of the wheel wells of our dualy truck. Epic fail!
After digesting that this had just happened, he proceeded to bust his ass digging, dumping, carting, kicking, shoveling, sweating and swearing the materials into place. We ran out of time to get it all done in one day, but at least got a good head start on winterizing the horses area. We are going to try to finish it tomorrow, and then the DG can be dumped (and that will also need shoveling, leveling and no doubt some swearing - to get it properly done).
The horses both untied themselves within minutes and made complete pests of themselves - trying to get at the bag of pellets in the back of the truck, chewing on the wood, walking over and through everything, trying to eat the paint off the already damaged Dodge, pooping in our workspace and trying to sneak out the gate while we were wheelbarrowing in and out of it. Total micromanagers!


Saturday, October 17, 2009
October Sun
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
October Rain

Monday, October 5, 2009
Overlook Trail
My friend Sue, on Newt, to the left - picture taken after first steep climb looking back towards the ranch (the green towards the right of the pic are the orchards near the stables)
Friday, October 2, 2009
A Few New Things

The Swan ~ for Nancy
Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river?
Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air -
An armful of white blossoms,
A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned
into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies,
Biting the air with its black beak?
Did you hear it, fluting and whistling
A shrill dark music - like the rain pelting the trees - like a waterfall
Knifing down the black ledges?
And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds -
A white cross
Like black leaves, its wings
And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?
And have you changed your life?
in loving memory and in honor of Nancy Malarney
passed from this lifetime 5 years ago today
March 24, 1947 ~ October 2, 2004