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[Buff Hooligans]

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Orchid, you need to live on the Cape. Bring your horses...

 

[Orchid]

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Orchid, you need to live on the Cape. Bring your horses...

How cold is it, how dark is it, and is there any room on that skinny piece of sandbar for horses?

 

[Buff Hooligans]

At this moment it's sunny and 34, darkness is from about 4:30 PM to 6:30 AM. Yes, here on the Outer Cape there's lots of empty National Seashore property (woods, fire roads and beaches) to ride on.

However, properties that can accommodate horses are few and far between. There are no formal barns to board a horse at, only ramshackle home barns for only a couple horses. As you can surmise, agriculture is not a tradition here. Oysters & clams grow better than corn.

I keep waiting for horses to come back into my life. God usually plops me in the way of someone with more than one horse who needs an experienced and responsible (i.e. someone who shows up early to muck out, do grooming, take tack home to clean, contribute to feed costs and agree to horse-sit when owner is out of town) riding partner. My last friend like that moved to Maine three years ago. My gorgeous saddle has been in the attic cubby space ever since. [sniff sniff]

 

[NellaBean]

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And it's only just starting... I predict we'll get a few more quality rants from Orchy throughout the next few months.

This winter has been unusually cold already. I predict it will only get worse.

I should really tell you the water bucket story.

My kids have those round plastic sleds, the kind that take you down a hill in crazy circles at a ridiculous speed. Did you know that when they are flipped upside down and left out to get a covering of snow that they become virtually invisible? Did you further know that they are also extraordinarily SLIPPERY if one has the misfortune to step upon one when it is covered with said snow? Add to that two full five gallon water buckets, one in each hand, and your equation will produce one soaking wet Orchid laying flat on her back in the snow. It was so cold that the water had frozen solid before I even made it into the house, which was all of 20 steps away.

Imagine my displeasure.

We have a rule at our house about leaving sleds outside, now.

LOL. I slipped carrying a bucket of water up the hill once. It was hilarious ridiculous. I slipped on the hill, so I was trying to stop my downward roll and getting doused at the sametime. I want to live somewhere FLAT next time.

 

[Buff Hooligans]

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[picturing the Ayers Rock in the Australian desert...] [Nella's Powers being the large rock...]

 

[Buff Hooligans]

"Treating Icy Walkways with Free-range hens"

Anybody else picturing bodies of free-range hens strewn around an icy walkway to prevent people from slipping on the ice?

 

[NellaBean]

Just throw scratch on the ice......good traction and the hens will just clean up the mess later.

OR, they will clean up the mess before you need it and add some nice slippery chicken poop to the ice. Hmmmmmmm.....

Must rethink this idea.

Says the girl who had to chip frozen chicken poop off the doorjam last night to get the coop door closed. Sigh.

 

[dacjohns]

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Maybe the dog sat on your head while you were sleeping...

I was wondering where I was when I woke up since I don't have a dog.

 

[dacjohns]

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You live in the desert. What are you doing wasting water on a lawn?

 

[Buff Hooligans]

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Maybe the dog sat on your head while you were sleeping...

I was wondering I was when I woke up since I don't have a dog.

Hi Dacs. Thanks for saving the thread - my fingertips were poised over the keyboard trying to come up with a witty response to Nella's post about frozen poo and gave up. Lo and behold, you arrived.