04/02/2026
Photos from last night, but it’s every bit as beautiful tonight as well.
The past two weeks have been trying. It’s been one of those streaks when it feels like the hits keep coming, lol, like a kid at the beach getting nailed by the next wave as soon as the manage to get up from being pummeled by the last. One of the things that popped up was my truck suddenly running poorly on my way to work. Poorly enough that I didn’t trust it to cross 95 without a traffic light. Big Blue and I have talked, and he’s a youthful 2003 with a mere 317k miles, and he must have forgotten that he’s not supposed to have troubles. My plan was to pick up a roundbale of hay after school, but sadly, my Subaru can’t carry a roundbale. It can, however, easily carry 4 good sized square bales with plenty of room to spare. I totally could have gotten more, lol. It worked out well, since I don’t have to carry bales and aggravate my back, I just drove through the pasture making stops and slangin’ flakes like I was the ice cream man dishin’ out bomb pops.
A huge shoutout to my amazing neighbor Sheri Pagel Williams, aka the baby goat whisperer, for picking up and delivering more squares for me today while I was at an appointment after work We’re going to use her truck and my flatbed to get some roundies tomorrow afternoon when I’m done Homebound teaching, so the donkeys can stop calling for Sarah McLaughlin.
One thing when you have horses, you spend a whole lot of money on dead grass. 🤷🏻‍♀️🌾