From crunch crunch to rain, thunder and lightening. We didn't get as warm as predicted or as much rain last weekend, but we got plenty.
We had planned on riding inside. Brad even got the arena all ready. With sopping wet horses, riding just wasn't meant to be. Especially when we saw Nemo rolling in the mud. As if he wasn't dirty enough already.
Brad in his happy place
view out the back of the arena
Our property ends after the sandy mud & ice stops. Right before the solid gold stretch of field grass. We take care of our neighbors portion by request. Not sure how we will best utilize this area. Our part might end up eventually becoming a small turnout pasture.
I was looking forward to taking an outdoor break and decided to take the labs walking between the raindrops. Even if that meant wet feet and dogs. What a pleasant surprise to find relatively dry footing for a rainy day.
Our timing turned out great! I was equally happy to be back inside when the next round of storms hit with full force.
I was fascinated by this:
the water run had decreased on main trail
Tank doesn't usually go far from me, but I couldn't see the blondee anywhere in the pines. I asked Jameson, where did Tank go? Dogs may not use words, but they will tell you. As soon as I walked out of the pines I found him...
See him now?
He was splashing around the ONE puddle left.
Waaay out in the middle of the field.
The very next day, we found Winter...