Thursday – April 23, 2020 – Galloping Through

Harry’s day of resting his leg paid off – it was much better today. Back on the bike, under Nettie’s watchful eye…

My brother sent me a picture of my mother’s original azalea from which mine arose. As you can see, although I love mine, it has a long way to go to equal its parent (could be a metaphor there…). Perhaps mine should have been planted in more sun! But it was just a twig when it arrived here, so give it some time.

We had lots of rain – 3/4 inch on the gauge – so the horses got another day off. It was a good day for weeding.

The pileated woodpecker is taunting me, I think. I missed again. I have taken thousands of pictures of tree and sky in my efforts to capture the money shot, to no avail. Here is today’s miss. I got his feet, though!

The crabapple has relinquished its blossoms, carpeting the sidewalk and the cars. Cora pretends she is a princess, and flower petals were sprinkled for her…

Roscoe doesn’t pretend, he knows he is the king of cats, even when he is rolling in the dirt.

At the end of the day, Stone takes a drink, while Oisin and Bart settle into the barn for the night.

Hope all are settled, staying safe and sound. Someday we will look back on these strange days and see that there were blessings amongst the difficulties, I hope.

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