Yesterday and today —and likely as not, tomorrow and the next and on into the weekend— were filled with moving horses from their winter pastures and back to camp, and getting everyone set for Father-Son weekends which start this Friday. Nobody put up any fuss except Smokey, an old black BLM mustang, who plum half-reared when I tried to move him away from his buddies. We had a very minor come-to-the-Lord-almighty meeting and I got him moved out a ways and then took him back— he's a line horse, always has been a line horse, well into his teens or early twenties, and I'm not going to spend days and injuries trying to fix a horse who does his job well but little else. Maybe that doesn't speak much for my perseverance, but I also know what battles to fight and which to express an opinion on and step back aways.
I think I'm going to back off of uploading Facebook pictures for awhile, unless they're party shots ripe for tagging. (And exactly how many parties have I attended since last summer? Yup, a whopping one or two, I think. Tops.) It never stops annoying me that they get reduced down to no quality. That said, I've only been using my sorry little water/shockproof Olympus for all of these photos recently— it does a fair job, but I need to get back to learning the new dSLR! I think I'm still bitter about the loss of my last one (RIP Pentax, my first love) and haven't really put much effort into gaining ease of use with the new cam.
So, woot! Flickr! See more shots from the sunny stables today.
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