I meant to write to you yesterday. Sigh. This week after Thanksgiving has started out as a busy one. Seemingly as busy as Thanksgiving itself.
But enough about that.
I know what you really want.
…A cheesecake fully dressed for the party…
Oh, sorry. I can not give you any of that. Darn. You are just going to have to go and make it for yourself.
Do not fret about that though. I have something else for you.
How about ride time videos? Between the ears photos? Two great sunsets? A special lunar surprise? You ask, and I shall deliver. I am here for y’all, dear readers.
After we did the big Thursday Thanksgiving meal and all day hangout thing (lots of drinking, lots of eating, lots of talking late into the night), we headed out the farm early Friday morning for more of the same.
First I rode Chance to go check the cows and make sure he was all ready for the kids. He was lazy, just like I like him.
There is nothing like the wind in the pecan trees.
No such thing as too much of a good thing, as they say, so naturally I hopped on Cheetah after Chance.
She was a bit on the feisty side on Friday. It was a bit of a screaming mare day!
I can not ever get enough of my sunsets which is why I share so many of them with you. Truly a unique painting directly from God’s hand every time. The clouds got in the way of all the sunrises though.
I have not shown you one of these in a while. The moon rising. It was pretty dang epic until the clouds decided to come back for another party. I am just glad they cleared up for the beginning of this.
Saturday morning was for the kids. Niece L helped me groom and tack up before we walked all over the horse pasture. Then Nephew H had his turn going to check the cows and riding all on his own in the round pen before untacking, grooming, treat stuffing, and turning Chance back out with the others.
Cheetah was an angel on Saturday evening. I swear she may have given me a look that said, “thank goodness you are more relaxed today. I really just wanted to stroll around.”
Sunsets, creaky saddles, and the dun colored ears of the best mare.
Sorry, not sorry! More sunsets.
I got home later than my usual last night with full intentions of cooking dinner for myself and even doing laundry. You know, being a good adult and all that. Between the hour and the darkness of winter evenings, I walked in the door and threw that plan out the window as I was finishing up a phone call. Now that is what I call being a good adult! Ha, I jest.
But, hey, I did unpack my car (mostly) and put some things away. At least there is that!
For nights like those, having a freezer stash, a cheesy Christmas movie, and some quiet down time is where it is at.
So, I did just that while putting a few Christmas decorations out.
I am grateful to have had the quality time with the family that I did, enjoy some great meals, be at the farm, and have some much needed saddle time.
It left me wanting more. More of all of the above. More time with my people. All of them. More time at the farm. More time behind those dun colored ears. Less minutia.
I hope everyone had a grand Thanksgiving if you celebrate it.
Walk in love, dear readers!