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Fiery Sky

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The horses were heavily harassed by biting flies yesterday, which made my session of scooping manure a lively affair. The biggest hazard, beyond unpredictable flailing hooves as they fling a leg out in response to a bite, is the nasty snap of their tails. They could take an eye out with that whipping action. At the very least, it stings when they get you.

I’ve noticed they will frequently align themselves to purposely have their heads in the wash of someone else’s tail for added fly management. There is no doubt they are thicker skinned than we are. I wouldn’t be able to endure the beating.

I worked well past the dinner hour last night, after a full shift at the day-job, to create added open space in the compost area for my approaching week-long absence from home. The effort now should pay off when I return, so I won’t come home to a disaster of overflowing piles.

Manure management is one of those jobs that is made easy by frequent attention. Let it go for a day or two between scooping and it can become an exponentially more significant project.

Last night, I opened up a gate to a section of pasture that still has long grass, to allow the herd a brief session of grazing. The first thing three of them did was pee. The second thing they took turns doing was laying down and rolling around.

When I looked their direction to see they finally got around to seriously grazing, the setting sun was illuminating the clouds to create the impression of a great conflagration. Photo Op!

One last day at the day-job today before vacation. I hope to try mowing the yard tonight and maybe doing a little laundry so I can pack clean clothes for the bike trip.

If I pack warm clothes and rain gear, maybe I won’t need them. We all know that if I don’t pack those things, it would guarantee that the week would turn out cold and wet.

If we see fiery clouds in the evenings during the bike trip, I hope it will mean, “sailor’s delight.”

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June 15, 2017 at 6:00 am

Lake Art

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On a partly sunny day, between rain showers that rolled over us at regular intervals, I wandered down to the dock to soak up some sun. I thought maybe I could collect enough rays to lightly toast the inside of my arm to dry out what is now a pretty fierce poison ivy rash.

I don’t think it did anything for the rash, but I pulled out my camera and played around with the speckled pattern of puffy white clouds reflected on the surface of the water.

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For landlubbers, I’ll garnish these with an image from the forest to bring us back to solid ground…

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May 29, 2017 at 8:02 am

Critter Tracks

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Monday night we received barely a half-inch of sticky snow, after which the temperature dropped steadily throughout the day yesterday. When I got home from work and took Delilah out for a walk before feeding the horses, there was a very clear display of fresh tracks in the snow that obviously had been created within the roughly 16 hours prior.

The vast majority happened to be easily identifiable as rabbits. I was actually surprised by the significant volume of activity attributable to the little rascals. What do they eat in the winter? Whatever it is, we must have a lot of it and they must be thriving this year.

I was about to declare rabbits as the only animals moving around yesterday until we reached about three-quarters of our travel to the barn and came upon some tracks from much smaller feet. I’m thinking they were probably squirrels or chipmunks.

Then we came upon some wonderful artistry from a little mouse or mole that was splitting time between treading lightly on top of the crust and burrowing some vivid designs through the snow.

I wonder what he was trying to spell out.

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dscn5675eAs we turned the corner around the back pasture on our route to the barn, I noticed how the sky revealed the departing weather system that had delivered the small amount of precipitation we received. Behind it are the clear skies that make way for our descent into very cold temperatures.

The next few days will involve single-digit highs and below zero lows.

It’s a little bit like what January is supposed to feel like around these parts.

I may have to start wearing a coat again.

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January 4, 2017 at 7:00 am

Cyndie’s Capture

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She was simply taking the dog for a walk between evening rain showers. It just so happened to be at the perfect window of time when the sun was moving below the horizon. The scene changed dramatically over the brief 10-minutes they were out, and the cloud show morphed significantly in perfect coordination with the low sunlight blazing behind it.

I picked this one from the series of many she took.

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A short time later, as darkness settled in, the heavy roar of a downpour rumbled across our roof. It added an extra exclamation point to the exceptional serendipity of the timing of her evening’s stroll last night.

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August 17, 2016 at 6:00 am

Ponder This

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DSCN4810eTime changes everything. Time has a tendency of changing my memories. I’ve been told that each time I remember something, the memory morphs a little bit.

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When I mentally visualize plans for the future, the conjured perceptions in my mind have the same “look” to me as when I am revisiting my memories.

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What if, in the present moment, I imagine a future occasion where I re-experience something I remember from the past?

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June 8, 2016 at 6:00 am

Autumn Hint

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DSCN3819eI could have comfortably worn a long sleeve shirt yesterday, but I chose to stay with a more summer-like exposed arms ensemble in denial of the possibility summer might be coming to an end soon. With our dew point temperature down in the ever-so comfortable sub-50° range with an October-like sky, it felt like the kind of day we should have a fire in the fireplace.

Two weeks ago we were celebrating summer with our gala bash of picnic food and live music on the deck. What a difference between then and now.

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DSCN3816eCHThe horses seem to appreciate the fact that a breezy and cool cloudy day helps minimize the relentless harassment from flies. Cyndie caught Legacy and Cayenne in a brief nuzzle, probably because the flies weren’t covering their faces, while Dezirea stares the camera down as if disapproving of the violation of her friends’ privacy.

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August 24, 2015 at 6:00 am

Two Extremes

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Our weather went from one extreme to another in the span of daylight hours. A snow event had been predicted to start around 3:00 a.m., but when we woke up at 6:00, there was no snow yet. Cyndie began to prepare to visit the exercise machines at her physical therapy office before work, but she hadn’t finished getting ready when the snow started falling with intensity.

That changed her plans and she skipped the exercise in order to head straight to work. The updated forecast now indicated we might get up to an inch, which I believed was a result of the delayed onset of precipitation. At the rate it was coming down, it seemed to me we were going to exceed that total.DSCN2922e

I took a picture while Delilah and I were forging our way around the property through the storm.

As soon as it started to let up and the radar indicated there wasn’t much of substance still on the way, I started shoveling. The temperature was still below freezing, though barely, and the snow wasn’t holding a lot of moisture. As soon as I scraped the pavement, the sun —through the clouds— melted the dregs of snow remaining.

The area that I shoveled looked like it hadn’t been covered in white just moments before. That inspired me to want to get the rest of the driveway plowed, while there was still enough daylight to dry it off.

DSCN2924eLittle by little the clouds began to break apart. By the end of the day, it was all clear. Of course, in the winter, with all that clear sky and sunshine, it was getting colder, not warmer.

It was a day of two skies, …two extremely different skies.

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March 4, 2015 at 7:00 am

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