Thursday, May 20, 2010

Fog, Wandering Stuart and Beauty

The fog tippy toed in this morning, covering the hill behind us.
A strange image appeared!! Stuart, what are you doing out? Did you let any friends out with you?

Stuart is usually very easy to catch, but not this morning. He had other plans. He and Jonathan cantered around, evading every trap I set for them. A flock of geese flew over as we went round and round. I'm sure I heard Gertrude the tour guide goose say, " On your left is Lake Oroville and on your right we have a real western roundup. For you Canadian geese, you will notice one mustang and one burro can easily outsmart one gray haired old person. Let's circle around a few times and see the fun. Cheer all you want. Look ! The horse went around the person- one, two, three times and now is heading for the front." At this point Gordon goose in the back says, "My money is on the four leggeds. Any takers?" Glenda goose told him not to be silly. Of course the tailed critters always win. When Jim came out and helped guide the wayward creatures to the barn, the geese flew away. Exercise is never a problem at Home At Last.
Jonathan had a good laugh about the whole adventure. He can move quickly if he wants to.


The fog lifted and the day was gorgeous.
Today is work day for me, but not Gracie. She enjoyed a sunbath on some soft hay.


First chore away from the ranch was to go up the hill to the Post Office. When I taught Kindergarten we had a finger play about Mr. Black and Mr. Brown who went up the hill and down the hill. That was me. Up to the Post Office. Down to the lake. Up to Paradise and down to the ranch. The views are outstanding.
This is the view of Home At Last from Hiway 70. Lake Oroville is finally getting filled.

On the road to Paradise.

The clouds kept getting prettier and prettier.

After working at the Fire Safe Council it was time to work in Beth's classroom, then home.
Princess is a unique and special cat. Her colors are muted and varied. Her face is divided in half with two distinct colors.
We call her our bush baby because of her big eyes. She is very tiny compared to her brother, Fiesty. They were feral kittens we rescued from an empty mobile home.

Love and Beth hug in the dog kennel. Everything at Home At Last has more than use.

Even though Jim has a man cold, he picked up a load of hay. That's about 8 days worth as we use 10 bales a day. It costs about $100.00 a day just to feed hay.Beth poses with a pretty flower.
The pretty plant.
The lettuce is really getting big. There will be a salad soon.
The flowers by the pond are growing, too.
The flies are starting to bother the horses' eyes.
We need at least 20 medium sized fly masks and 10 large ones. Can anyone help us with these?

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