As I write this email, we are waiting for Hurricane Irene to show up. Supposedly, even though we are not on the ocean, Hurricane Irene will not care and is expected to come ripping through the northeast tonight and tomorrow. I went over to Bill's today to make sure my brumby was ready for the storm. I found her and QTee in their storm location up in the hilly pasture behind Bill's house. If you are an animal in this pasture, you have access to the barn.
Bill had put QTee and Lilly up there, and all the other horses were back from the Big Pasture so they'd be closer to the house. So they are in the pasture across the road. Bill asked me to label each horse, in case (GOD FORBID) they get out in any stormy chaos. So I labeled each one of them while Bill got his generator working. Do you see Charlie sporting his duct tape label?
Then I walked up to the Big Pasture where the donkeys were still hanging out. I brought them down so they will be with Lilly, Qtee, the cow and the alpaca in the hilly pasture. They came along with me obediently.
On the way back with the donkeys, I spied these two little puffball mushrooms tenaciously growing right in the road!
Looks like everyone at the farm is as good as they can be! At my own house, Brandon was busy battening down our own hatches. I love that phrase: batten down the hatches. We are expecting to lose power, so we have all of our out-of-power provisions ready. This mostly means a lot of water. Luckily, we do have a pond in our yard if we need water by the bucketsful.
Earlier in the week, when Irene was just a little threat, we actually had a little earthquake! I was at work when this happened and it was very clear the earth was shaking. Everyone I work with became excited and hysterical. We don't really get earthquakes around here. But after work, it is nice to leave the drama and go see Lilly. Which is what I did on Wednesday night, earlier this week. Here is Lilly all ready for some ring time. That's Brandon in the back, talking with Andy, Bill's son. And Getty is there, probably looking for some hoof trimmings. Yuck!
Down in the ring, Jackie K was trying an english saddle on her dear Pokey. There is Pokey nibbling at her toes instead of posing for a photo.
While we were riding, Brandon was back in the woods where he found this mushroom. It is called an Inky Cap, so named because their spores are black and turn to ink when the cap breaks down.
We didn't do too much in the ring. I just trundled around on Lilly, making small attempts to ignore the blustery wind and the trees swaying around. Wind is my least favorite weather event.
This is Lilly watching longingly as Jackie finishes with Pokey and leads him out of the ring. I don't consider my brumby to be herd-bound or barn sour, but she does not prefer to be the only one down in the ring...especially when it is getting so close to hay time for the night!!!! Poor little thing. She has such a difficult life.
I hope all of my east coast neighbors fare well as Irene arrives!
Good Luck, everyone!