Sunday – October 11, 2020

It was a beautiful, foggy autumn morning. Too warm for good fox hunting weather, but had the right look for it.

I was greeted by cats. Tom Morris is angling for an invitation into the house, and has taken to sleeping in the chair on the porch (Roscoe’s chair, according to the Maltese cat). Here are two of the seven outdoor cats awaiting my arrival to serve breakfast.

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Horses in the early fog, which lifted quickly…

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It was another day of projects that weren’t very exciting. Marilyn stopped by with her trusty sidekick, Roy. I meant to take a picture, but got sidetracked and missed the opportunity. Marilyn was borrowing clippers to body clip Chilly Willy for an upcoming trail ride.

I moved some rock, in my old lady pathetic way. There is still a lot left to move, but I am filling a problem area that is inaccessible by equipment, so it’s just a long slow process. Not so bad – there is a new book out by the brilliant Tana French, and I am listening to it, so simple projects are welcome, just not very blog worthy.

I set Rebecca’s big bouquet of flowers out on the porch, to sort the faded flowers out, and went back into the house for something. Then, this meeting of Roscoe and Tom Morris took place, and I grabbed the camera. They may not like each other, but they are both pacifist cats at heart, so no danger.

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The days are getting shorter, and by the time I brought the horses in, it was almost dark. It’s forecast to be a warm night (60 degrees), so the barn will stay open, but this is the last mild night, from the looks of things. What we do not see on the horizon is any rain, which we do need.

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The colors along the driveway are dramatic, despite the dry conditions.

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We watched Sixty Minutes and Weedy fell asleep…

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Finally, the pictures we have been waiting for – Montana Mule shots from Nancy! Out west there is rain coming, from the looks of the sky.

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Stay safe, stay well.