With three of us competing for the passenger seat.
It's first-come-first-served... and occasionally old Sammie beats me to the seat...
and then I ride standing up, bent over, in front of him...
when I am feeling generous.
If not, I ask him to give up his seat for a lady.
And he obliges... thankfully.
The rain continues to fall on those of us who are outside.
That would be the horses and we humans who must clean up their manure!
They never seem to mind being soaked to the bone.
Can you see how svelte everyone looks this summer?
Grazing muzzles have been the ticket to slimmer, healthier equines.
Come winter with more hay to keep them warm, they will once again put on a little weight.
For now, though, I quite like the way they are looking.
I only wish it were that easy for the donkeys.
This extra rain will assure that our soon-to-ripen blackberries
will be plump and juicy.
Of course we will also need some sunshine to ripen and sweeten them.
All things need to be in balance.
That just might be my new mantra.
Maintain balance.... in everything.
Between the raindrops, my gladiolas decided to blossom.
Gladiolas... make me glad!