Photo Thoughts Part 5: Fog and Rain

This was taken on a foggy November morning last year. More accurately, the first November morning last year.

It followed a work day, and it was interesting to see the stove out there and no longer in the house, as well as all the horses. Sneaky and Sue J are barely distinguishable in the background, as are Windy and Kaylen on the right. But Mandy, Dingus, and Jack are quite visible.

Mandy is supposed to be foaling soon, Dingus is a yearling now, and I intend to get to work with him after the rain ends. Jack is practically retired and trying to gain weight on pasture now that he (finally) has grass, and Kaylen is a happy three-year-old. Sue J is enormously fat and probably pregnant. And Windy, well... she kicked the bucket a couple months ago.

Sneaky has the entire pasture back there to himself now, and Mandy is back with my parents, while the other four have a front pasture to themselves.

The fog reminds me of the rain, and there has been a lot of it this week. We are just getting steady, nice rain, but the coast is an utter disaster. We have friends down there in the country outside Houston, and are very happy to report that they are fine. But so many aren't.

We just hope that Harvey doesn't hit the Sabine and ride up it, because that would be bad for everyone (including us) along the river. Fortunately, that's not too likely.

In the meantime, prayers for the rescuers, rescued, and the still-to-be-rescued, as well as those who have loved ones down there, are needed, as are donations. The donations can be food, water, clothing, money, or time, time spent helping people down there.

You can donate your money through the No Greater Joy website, and Nathan Pearl has a team down there.

I am not listing an Amazon product today. Instead, use that money to help those suffering from the hurricane floods down south.

We are going up to see my parents this weekend, with plans to return in mid-October to see my newest sibling... who will be born in the coming weeks.

Also, as of this writing heifers had escaped thanks to a tree falling on the fence and have not returned. They were found yesterday, but would not come back to their pasture.

Next Friday, Yance will be six months old. It's hard to believe that much time has passed, and when I looked through his album on Facebook yesterday it was unbelievable how much our little boy has changed.

But more on that next week.

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The sun has finally appeared today, and next week I get to working with the horses. Dingus needs gentling and Sue J needs to get her mind straightened out. The heifers escaping encouraged us to get to work on a working cowhorse, since Jack is too underweight right now (poor guy) to handle it. Sue J, meanwhile, has a bit of cow sense about her and is fat, so she needs to get ridden and lose weight. Hopefully next weekend or so D gets on her and into that head of hers that she needs to work. She's a lazy Left Brain Introvert and has a slight temper. So yeah, she's fun to deal with. And I'm too soft on her since I don't trust my balance in the saddle.

Besides, I am thinking she's more of a man's horse.

At 14 hands, she'll look ridiculously tiny under my 6'1" (18.1 hand) husband and his roping saddle, but she is game when you get her out of her selfish mindset. I can't wait to take pictures of the two sorting out their differences and getting to work.

And in two or three years, it'll be Dingus working cattle. But first I need to get him in ground training and gentle enough to load onto a trailer to bring to the vet to get gelded. And he needs to grow. A lot.

If Sue gets to be suitable for my D, then I guess Jack will be permanently retired and can live out his days babysitting the younger horses. He's earned it.