Back in the saddle again

With the morning temperatures in the 60s, it was an excellent day for a ride.  This was probably the first good, long session I've had with Blue in three weeks or more.  Early in the month we were preparing for the big family reunion.  Then it wasn't long after that my Internet friends came to visit.  Blue was already on the "back burner", so to speak... and then came the heat wave.

I've been letting him graze all day with the other horses, and what with the lack of exercise lately, I could definately tell he's put on weight.  So it's back to the dry lot for him, with a couple of two-hour mealtimes on grass each day.  I had one grass-foundered horse a few years back.  I don't want another.

Speaking of grass... on the way back home from the river bottoms, I passed what will now forever be known as "Lona's marijuana patch".  Lona had mentioned to me, online, that she had never seen marijuana in any form.  So we took my Internet buddies down this mostly deserted road to show them how pot does truly grow wild here.  Hemp was a big crop in this area, at the time of the civil war.

This has nothing to do with any of the rest of today's entry, but I'll throw it in.  Sunday Kevin and Cliff spent the better part of the day in our shop, working on Rachel's van.  They were nice enough to invite us to their house for barbecue and, not being ones to turn down good food (eaten in an air-conditioned dining room, by the way) we went.  That's my daughter and my husband looking on.