I'm feeling pretty good now; we talked to a local Walking-horse breeder-trainer in town, and he's going to set us up with his farrier. So, Blue will have shoes before long, good Lord willing.
My daughter's family was here today. We barbecued, visited, watched a little football, and even had a hayride. Natalie was our driver; for a seven-year-old, she does a great job. Here she is at the wheel of the John Deere, pulling us on the wagon. I wish I'd gotten a picture of Mandy riding with us. She had to have help getting on the trailer, but seemed to enjoy the ride once we helped her up.
She's had her bike since two weeks ago, on her birthday, and has learned to ride quite well now:
Monica wanted the world to see the gap where she lost a tooth today; I told her it would not be a flattering picture, but she didn't care. So, heeeeeere's MONICA!
Oh, and I have to share this picture, taken last night, of my favorite brother-in-law, Cliff's sister's husband. He was worn out from two days spent at the Harley factory.
Isn't he cute? We've often told Charlene that if she gets rid of him (he's not her first husband) she'll have to find some other family to join, because we're keeping Pat! This man can make me laugh when nobody else can.