The corn harvest is in full swing, which means Blue and I can ride in the fields where the crops have been gotten out. No rocks or gravel here to tear up his unshod feet. It'll be awhile before the soybean harvest, but there's plenty of room to ride with so much of the corn crop laid by.
I've ridden Blue at least an hour a day for several days, mainly in our pasture. The weather has been ideal, with crisp mornings and daytime highs in the 70's. We got less than 1/4 inch of rain Sunday, which was enough to do the grass some good.
Friday was so perfect that I talked Cliff into taking a vacation day, and we went riding on the Gold Wing. We found several garage sales, but saw nothing we were interested in buying. Saturday we went for another spin, stopping at a Wal Mart for some oil, and then to Orscheln's, a farm store. I got a big bag of horse treats, which Cliff had to strap onto the motorcycle. With the loot we bought at two stores, every compartment in the bike was full. We didn't ride long, because the wind was making it rather unpleasant, buffeting us about.
These days are unbelievable, but I think I hear the strains of "September Song" in the back of my mind, and that makes me a little sad.