It's a rainy Wednesday morning. Typically, I write each post in the late afternoon or early evening - as a way of remembering the best parts of the day. Today, however, with the risk of losing power or internet as storms and high winds sweep across our area, I am writing this early. As I write, thunder rumbles outside my window. Regardless, I have a few leftover moments from yesterday that needed sharing! (as well as a few from today!)
I'm telling myself that this 54 degree morning is not Spring - not yet - but perhaps just a false spring at the end of an unusual winter. March, typically, can bring just about any type of weather - so I am preparing myself for extremes and will be grateful for anything less than that!
We are well into the season of mud around here.
The snow has melted, leaving the soil super-saturated. The rains just run off... causing the pond and streams to swell. Ultimately, our river will swell as well.
I dressed this morning in freshly laundered rain gear. Unaware that there was still a layer of ice right in front of the barn overhang (underneath which I was feeding the horses) - my feet went out from under me and down I went. No worries - unhurt - but my clothes? Well...
It's quite possible that Forrest is my spirit animal, for he, too, cannot keep himself clean!
Unlike Annie, who never gets dirty - even under all of the same circumstances.
A quick swim in the pond...
followed by a good shake, sets everything aright again... at least for Forrest. Personally, an early morning swim in the pond holds no allure.
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You were out of place all spanking clean. You needed to be dirty like everybody else... I think you would have gotten dirty sooner or later anyway.. Glad that you did not get hurt.
Love the video. Red seems pretty tolerant!
I'm sure the barn animals were happy that you were back as well. I am anyway. Hugs