Cliff left early yesterday morning for southern Kansas, along with his older brother Phil. They're helping their brother, Don, put up the building he's going to be using as a shop. Rattling around here alone feels rather strange, but I'm getting by.
I'd been craving waffles for breakfast for awhile, but Cliff is dieting, and I didn't want to tempt him. So the minute he left, out came the waffle iron. I even had sausage.
Mandy and I spent the evening and most of last night at the cabin. I had a campfire that lasted until bedtime, and slept quite well until 3 AM. Then I started thinking how nice a horseback ride would be at sunup; so I came back to the house, turned the horses out to grass (I hate to ride a hungry horse) and made coffee. Sunrise, according to information I googled, is at 6:01. That means I need to be on the horse and headed out before that. I'll take my camera along, of course.
When Cliff returns, he'll have with him a big round baler that Don found at a farm sale for $400. It isn't working just now, but I'm sure Cliff can get it fixed. I'm pleased about this purchase, because at his age, my husband doesn't need to be lifting and lugging the small square bales of hay we've always put up for the livestock. With big round bales, all the lifting is done with a tractor.
Wish me "happy trails"! I'll soon be heading toward the river on Blue.