Dawn finds me wrestling with sleepyness and bales of grass and alfalfa,

             with 15 horses, stamping and snorting..demanding breakfast...NOW!!!

              From a Welsh/Morgan mix, to a thoroughbred..they all feel they  

              should be first.  Smokey nickers from his stall.."don't forget me"

              ..which I have on occasion, when the pastured horses  demand my time

             and attention, and I only recall that he has been overlooked when

             I've locked the gate and drive by him to tie up the bales and leave.

             I get a baleful stare even after tossing his grass flake to him, so I

             have to make up by hand feeding him for a few moments, and rounding

             up his 'toy', an orange highway cone.







The old ranch truck roars 

to life and it's time to load the grass and alfalfa..

then up the road to the three pastures to feed and give the horses the  once-over 

for any bites, cuts or any other mischief these equines might have  gotten into overnight.


            "well now that you mention it, i did nick myself right about here

                                                on that #@!! barbed wire!"



          I may grumble and groan in the early morn' but getting out among the

          hills, and the view of the ocean..the light dancing off the water, the

         smell of eucalyptus and these beauties to greet me..softly blowing..

        with my hand resting on a soft nose, I forget my complaints and enjoy

        the breaking dawn with them.




      come'n get it!!                    moseying...                 good morning titan                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

she bucks and roars            early breakfast                   more lovin'


                        "  you're gonna forget me again aren't ya? huh? Well?"

          Will update with me in the saddle, ( or perhaps flying thru the Air)

                                   so visit again!


            decisions, decisions, do i need an arabian stallion?

          am i crazy? do i need the additional work, time needed? somebody

      stop me!!!!  (addendum: crisis over, rode out the 'wants' and came to my senses)



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