Goodness, this weekend was a wet one! Autumn is alive, painting the landscape a fiery burst of colors.
When I first started photographing these trees, their golden leaves were just dripping in a light drizzle.
Then a downpour began. Thankfully, I was on a covered porch!
Even these crows seemed in drenched discontent on their high-wire perch.
Due to this weather, I didn't do much with my horse on Saturday. First, I emptied his grain bucket of water, nearly full after just 24 hours of rain.
Then I gave him an apple and contemplated his new beach-front property. I have no idea where all of this sand ran off from.
The mares no longer live at the Painted Creek. Apparently, it's now "The Painted Lake."
I bid goodbye to the mud-caked equines and drove to Paint Girl's workplace, an indoor stable, where I got to see her work a few horses. I can tell she is really enjoying her new job! Here is a handsome bay 3-year old stallion she just finished longing.
Sunday was slightly better in the weather department. I was able to bring out my horse, groom and clip his mohawk bridle path, and trot him out in the sloshy arena. He checked out the orange cedar needles floating on the arena puddles (and munched on the weeds growing out of the puddles, of course!)
I took a picture of my pretty pony against a scenic yellow tree.
I am so bored with all of this posing already!
My visits to my pony are going to be scattered few and far between over the next few weeks, as I am doing some traveling with family and work. I gave him his fuzzy warm neck a BIG hug and told him to stay out of trouble until I get back!
Miss Lucie Grace
1 year ago