Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Winding Down

There's no doubt about it - summer is winding down.  I had to wear sweat pants and a hoodie to do the barn chores this morning.  The pasture grasses have gone to seed.  Some say "like watching grass grow" to mean something really boring, but I like watching grass grow!

Look how green our grass is!  That never happens this late in the season.  It's been such a relief not to have to actively worry about fire danger this summer.  It's been a grand summer.  We've had very little wind, and I've been able to ride most days.  I hope to get about another month of riding in before the weather turns.  

This year, I really want to keep riding over the winter, so I am looking into a half lease at a facility with an indoor arena.  Tomorrow I will be trying an older mare with a lot of good years left in her - just like me!  Her college student owner leaves Thursday for the semester.  I hope this is a happy match for me, the horse, and the owner.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

A Day off the Ranch

Suzanne and I arranged to meet on the outskirts of Denver for lunch and a visit.  Worrying about the traffic and not wanting to be late, I left plenty early.  As it turned out, I had time for an adventure before we were to meet in Morrison, so I visited Red Rocks Park.

I hiked the trails

and climbed the steps to the amphitheater,
quite pleased that I huffed and puffed just a little.
That is, until I saw all the people running sprints in the stands!

That was humbling.

Red Rocks is a fabulous place to see a concert.
 The next photo is not mine, but I wanted you to see the big picture.

Can you see downtown Denver on the left side of the horizon?

 Queen City of the Plains
(my photo)

You're probably thinking "no horses?  Who's blog is this?"
Well, of course there's horses!
Suzanne drove me up into the foothills to visit Phamous.

 Phamous is Suzanne's 23 year old Arabian.
She's had him since he was 2.  He thinks he still is 2.

Phamous has a great view from his stall and run.

The workers are young at his barn.

Next, it was back to Morrison for a patio lunch of many hours.
What a lovely day.
I love summer.