Author: Elaine

Rags

Rags
I get complaints that I never show photos of Rags on my weblog. Here is one that I took of him grazing in what we call the new field yesterday. Rags is a 20 year old Appaloosa gelding. His color pattern, called chestnut varnish, is not quite as well known as the traditional spotted blanket of so many Appaloosas.

Palomino

Palomino
A few weeks ago, this cute little palomino was turned out in one of the fields across the road from our place. I had wondered why the sounds he made to my horses sounded more like a stallion’s demanding “mare, get your ass over here” neigh than the usual lost sounding whinny of a horse turned out without friends. Sure enough, today I was able to get close enough to verify that he seems to be a young stallion. I am glad I plan to move Lily back to my trainer’s in a few days, since the poor thing must be getting teased to death by her presence across the road. I am also glad that our fence is a lot more solid than this one looks.

Thunderbirds

The valley in which we live has once interesting quirk: we are in the flyover path for Air Force Academy celebration flyovers. This morning, the familiar sound of jet engines directly overhead on a practice run had Jack and I wondering about just when the graduation ceremonies are going to take place this week. According to this KRDO News 13 story, this year’s AFA graduation is Wednesday and the Thunderbirds will be performing.

Sometimes they fly so close overhead that one expects to read the numbers on the fusilage. It happens just often enough to be exciting, and not so often that I get tired of seeing them (and being pummeled by the noise.)