No wonder

I am always so frazzled---I spent HOURS yesterday with Madison repairing fence that these SOBs that I own have torn up, down and backwards. I finally decided that I would repair as much as I could but since I do not totally understand the bizarre arrangement Barry has made around gates etc for the hotwire, that it likely would not work well anyway. So we opened the gate between the back pasture and the back section of the hayfield, thinking they might would have the good sense to go through the gate rather than walk through and tear down more fence.

Surely I do not have to tell you that it did not work.When I got to the farm this morning to load up for an afternoon trail riding with Headleys, the first thing I saw was this half a passel of hosses standing in the hay field. I did not have to think more than a second that they had used the gate before Madison showed up and told me they had not. Oddly, they are respecting this section of it. I have no idea--probably because this is a section that matters the least.

I decided not to care about this though. The only thing it makes me change is who gets grain and who does not---and for a week, it hardly matter, since most of this pasture has grass up to their bellies. And somehow I will find a way to fix my rotational grazing situation later. Today, I was not about to worry about it, as I was going to have fun.

And I did, it was a great trail ride. We rode about 3.5 hours-- I took Gyro, which is always a treat as it means I have to do nothing. I do not have to even load her. I do not have to use my hands to do anything but take pics--if I think about turning, she knows it when I do and makes it happen. As much as I love my young stock, it is hard to beat a completely brainless day where you just have fun.

I was so due.