Showing posts with label moving pastures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving pastures. Show all posts

Saturday, August 27, 2022

Summer Winds Down

August is winding down with some cooler weather - a welcome relief after several scorching weeks of temps up in the 90s. 


We also got some rains, unusual for August, but just as welcome as the cooler temperatures are. The pastures greened up and there continues to be good forage for the herd.


Miss Two Socks is thriving. Tim rotated pastures and she was back in her natal pasture again and didn't want to put her head up to visit. (I love those fuzzy baby ears.)


Look at the dapples in Hokey's coat! Barn Buddy Kelsey snapped this picture.


School has resumed and summer is winding down in Indiana. I'm ready for a change is seasons and I think the horses are ready for it, too.



Thursday, October 26, 2017

Rotating Pastures

Fall Break began for me at 3:30 this afternoon! And since it was such a lovely fall day, I decided my schoolwork could wait and headed out to the barn. My daughter, Lisa, who is also a teacher starting break, joined me, and we had a lovely time visiting with the herd. (I'll do a post on that soon.)

Tim arrived about a half hour after us and told me he was going to rotate pastures. I asked him if he needed help, and he invited me to film the "rodeo" (the term he uses when he thinks they might get snorty.)

The horses had to snake around some stored round bales of hay to get from the east pasture and then through the paddock and out to the northeast pasture. Tim predicted that Sultanna might have trouble as she is not a very brave mare, and he was right. I was surprised, though, that Abby didn't come through with Diablo and the boys. (Sorry for the poor quality film at the end.)


But she and Snickerdoodle got through after a few tries, and then that left Sultanna, stranded behind and unwilling to go through the pass through. Tim went into the barn and grabbed a rope.
I cut the film off before we got her through the pass-through, but she eventually rejoined her herd.
 Reunited and rodeo over, I guess! And now on to that fresh grass.