Saturday Stroll

A moment of silence for my old
$10 plastic Payless boots
that belonged to my son when he was 10 years old.
He'll be 25 this year.

I think I got my $10 worth, don't you?

Ta-daaaaa!
They are so comfortable.
Steel toes.
Jaz stepped on me once
and I've been stepped on multiple times
by babies at the farm.

It was a lovely day to
give those ponies a run for their money.
Look at that dirty lil grey horse.
I'll bet it took me 45 minutes to clean him up
so I could saddle him.

Lathering himself up once again.

And then it was his turn.
Love the rockstar mane.

I walked him down the road
a short distance
before getting on.
A lady jogged by and said,
"Shouldn't you be on him?"

I said,
"If you knew this horse,
you'd know that I'm right
where I should be."

He wasn't too bad,
but I really had to hold him back.
He wanted to go a lot faster
than I did.

The other one stayed behind and hollered.

After that, I headed up to the farm to see
the horses that arrived from New York this week.
Didn't take pictures because
they were both muddy messes.

Then headed to Gainesville
for groceries.

And this was the view from the driveway
by the time I got home.

I'm whupped.
A couple Coronas
and I'm calling it a day.