Lucky enough to have horses
Awareness of the outside world. Georgia? Who would have thought?
It’s the little things.
The happiness of walking into the local feed store & seeing a tall pile of your hard-to-find feed. [Beginning Nov 4]
Getting to the poop pile before it is kicked all over the stall.
Finding the glove you dropped.
Finding the glove you dropped *not* in the mud.
And one not so little.
Finding out it’s an abscess instead of tendon damage. Picture from late December when blacksmith was finally able to carve out the remnants. Abscess was back in November. Pardon the blur. Trying not to clog up the shoeing process in my quest for blog media. [The Replay]
Stay safe. Stay sane.