It's been awhile since I've spent quality time at the cabin. But my son-in-law picked up my granddauthers at 5 PM tonight, so I headed back there with my dog and my new camera. What a lovely place, and what a great time to be there.
Cliff and I had hoped to be able to spend the coming Labor Day weekend at the Old Thresher's Reunion in Iowa; but after spending $200 on the septic tank fiasco, I believe we'll stay home. I'm thinking about becoming a hermit for 24 hours of that weekend, staying at the cabin. We'll see. Or, who knows: miracles still happen, and perhaps somehow we'll find a way to get to Iowa. It doesn't matter, because life is good.
When I first bought my horse some 20 months ago, I had the vet come to check him out. I told Cliff specifically to ask him (I was at work) if Blue had been foundered; the vet said no. Then when my former farrier came to shoe him, he said yes... Blue had foundered at some time in the past.
Well, my new farrier said yesterday that Blue had never been foundered. That's GREAT news. Also, Blue's foot problem is better. The farrier said his hooves are starting to grow normally.
He did some first-aid that should allow me to ride my horse again, if it ever stops raining. I'm pretty happy about that.
I can picture myself having a decent Labor Day weekend after all.