Sunday Morning With Horses...

After working so hard on the porch yesterday and cutting quilt blocks into the night along with all the other stuff that must be done, I decided to treat myself to some horse heaven this morning.  I did not know Marcy was spying on me (all pictures with me are Marcy's, the others are mine).  I combed manes and did some fly wipe...it was even too hot for that.  No halters were needed.  They soaked up the attention and so did I.  There is just something about a horse, I think, that is good for the soul.

Ki-Anne wanted to herd but I told her no, several times, before she listened.  There are no bad dogs, only bad trainers so I have a way to go.

The manes are a little scraggly since they graze in brambles and briars...our bush hog was broken for a while and hubby still hasn't completed all the bush hogging.

Arrow, sporting his untangled combed mane

Magic wondering when his turn would come.

and now happy with his new do.

The same place always gets tangled on Charme

I like to think Charme was bowing to the hair dresser but, sadly, she was only checking her leg.  It is hard to take pictures when they are all so close. I felt safe and surrounded by their love...and only in flip flops...again.

Would you say they are relaxed?

I even got some grooming of my own!

The perfect way to spend a morning.

Time With Horses

With all the wonderful things going on,

I needed some horse loving!

Nothing like being surrounded by my yard dogs!

Everyone wants a scratch.

I needed a curry comb, a brush

and about four hours.

I did some untangling but I knew

it would be useless to brush them until the ground is dry.

Maggie gets a little worried when I am surrounded.

She tries to take the horses away from me.

I guietly tell her to leave it and continue

absorbing my Vitamin H.

The Last Sign Of Winter...

I hope!

A piece of fall floated in the creek branch

as spring begins to show.

Green grass is peeking out.

Ki is becoming accustomed to horses and they to her.

Today after work, I viewed hubby's accomplishments and was very proud.  He had smoothed some washed places and planted sprigs in hopes the grass will reset. 

I quietly walked the creek's edge and in the water.  It does sooth the soul after a hard day with the public.  I threw sticks, of course, and watched for arrowheads.

Hubby whistled up the horses and they galloped towards us.  My heart melted with their beauty in motion.  They got their loves and scratches and a treat.  There are times, I think, I do not need horses, then I see them like this and I know, for my center, for my soul,  for my heart, I NEED my horses...and guess who did not bring her camera!

Sunday Morning Work/Play

The horses gathered, curious about what I was doing.  Shoveling that organic gold, the dust rolled it was so dry.  I managed to brush, detangle, and fly wipe all and loved every minute of it.  I tell you I am in my element in the barn.

Broken Arrow has to be almost on me.  I know, I know, keep them out of my personal space...but I can't do it.  The horses are as spoiled as every other animal around here.

Papa and Jake had to join me, they were just as curious as the horses.  I believe in this picture Jake is saying, let me down, Papa!

 I think horse loving is already in Jake's blood.  I guess it did not hurt, he first rode a horse while still in diapers.

We didn't ride today.  It would have been a perfect day, but sometimes, work comes before pleasure.  In fact, that happens a lot on a farm, so you take your pleasures where you find them and keep on working.  It is the perfect lifestyle for me.