My back door is wide open and I am watching the sprinkler take care of the garden on this cool morning. Not sure how long this cooler temperature will be here, I would guess not very long, so I will be heading out in a few minutes.
I am back to waking up real earlier, a least working back to getting up early. It's a little late this morning, 630 am, but by next week I should be awaking consistently at 530 again. This is so I can get the chores done before the 100F hits.
I was weeding late last night, in the twilight, and it hit me. I can't fail, not this time. Not sure why or where the thought came from, because I was thinking of something completely different. But it is now there, I have a ton of work a head of me, and I don't have the luxury of failing this time. This is no longer hobby or a way to stretch the budget, this is the budget. Milking is back on track, the garden is lushes and green. So far, so good.
I meet my 15 year old niece for the first time this weekend. She lives in Colorado with her mother. A sweet girl, looks just like her mother. She rode a horse for the very first time here on the homestead. I was thrilled to finally meet her. Sad it had to take so long to do so.
Medium is riding Sammy (horse) all on his own. He is very proud of it. I am proud of him as well. He seems to carry his own very well with her, showing her who's boss and she responds nicely.
Late last night, husband and I were on the porch, the dogs wouldn't stop barking. I thought the Murrial and Courage where just snacking along the fence line. But it was husband that noticed it was miniature horses. Great! Why is it that out of all the people in this area, we always get to spot the runaways, and put them back. Of course the owners weren't home. So I just pushed the ponies into their front yard and shut the gate. I have no idea where they belonged, but I have seen these people pen donkeys in their backyard.
Coffee's ready.
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I'm trying to get in the habit of getting a chunk of outdoor work done early too. I wake up by 6 most days, without meaning to, and usually not too cheerfully. If I can get two hours of garden work done in the morning early, I don't feel too bad huddling inside most of the day. But evening garden work is a pleasure most days.
It's only hitting in the 80's here this week. After all the rain we had, you can bet I don't dare complain. The basil, peppers, okra, eggplant, and most other things have a lot of catching up to do. I'm hoping for little rain for the next week at least.
I should try to get up earlier, because going to bed earlier would be a good thing ;).
It's still cool here, but rainy. Our usual monsoon May was pushed back a month this year and we're getting the relentless, daily showers now in June. It's wreaking havoc on the strawberry crop.
You can send some of that rain my way...it has been very hot and very dry here!
I have no idea what it's going to be like when the hot months get here, but I may have to find another place that has a swimming hole to live in...
I have a niece I saw once when she was about 3 months old. I think she is 26 or 27 now. Amazing.
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