happy november!

I can hardly believe it's November 2 and still almost 70 degrees outside.  Ok, so this was believable when I was living in Florida - which I'm pretty much completely moved in (i.e. overrun Dow) - but in Colorado?  No way!

I took advantage of such a nice day by helping Dow unload the hay he picked up yesterday.  See, I thought that maybe I'd go for a run/walk (that's what you do when you can no longer run because your lungs have become couch potatoes), except after throwing 66 bales off the trailer, I was done.  Shot.  But really only my arms.  I always find excuses.

So I figured I'd better ride the baby.

Remember this cute little thing?

Well, after Georgia and I got the saddle on her, Tim, the Frenchman, got to riding her.  So she's pretty well broke now.  But she's still a baby.   When I went out to ride her, she was a complete brat!  You give a horse and inch she'll take a mile.

Here's the deal.  I brought her home with me when I left the ranch, since I'm about the only person small enough to ride her.

And she's seen the good life her compradres have.

Notice they are on the outside of the fence, just having a leisurely sunning in the spring.

So now she thinks she needs to be with them all the time.  Doing nothing.

But what she doesn't know is that Bimbo has work by herself for more than 6 hours at a time.  And China (chee-nuh, like Cochina doll) has to lug around a 6'6", 250 pound man for that long.  I think those girls should just tell her to get over it.

And enjoy the beautiful weather.