Friday, July 31, 2009
All is well here. It's about to rain (again) and Java and Sun are the happiest together I've seen them. Sun is really settling in well. Java is in relaxed summer mode, which is perfection topped with fabulous. Yes, I love her.
Java and Sun in the back. Sorry for the boring photo, but if I get too close to the fence they will think that I have something for them, and, well, I don't.
Sun's owner comes by almost every day, and she takes great care of him. He is only 3, and does a consistent amount of groundwork with him and takes a lesson once a week. She rides Sun about 2 or 3 times a week and the most they have done is walk and very little trot. His steering is his challenge. His owner is fantastic with him, and he seriously is a very good boy and wonderful to have here. I thought I wanted to snap his head off about 2 weeks ago, but did not and now love him. He got over his annoying-settling in phase and is now his normal self and a real sweetie. His owner and I get along great, a plus.
Speaking of lesson... Java and I are having one on Sunday. One lesson, the first in about 5 years, one whole week before the infamous Horse Trails that we are showing in. Way to wing it. It will be fun, java will have a blast and I'll probably talk about it for years. If we love it, we'll do more and really get going.
OK: a dose of real, more like a recurring thought that I have: Facebook is bunk. I seriously doubt if any of the friends I have on there are really friends. I have something like 110 friends on Facebook, about average, and I find their status updates about weather and cocktails really... stupid. To be more specific, it seems that my facebook friends are shallow, and do not know me at all. AND, I'm OK with that. I like you, my blog friends better. My Facebook friends don't even read my blog and think I care if their commute sucks, job sucks, or if they are stuck in traffic on Martha's Vineyard, which I do care, a little, it reminds me that my little world is darn awesome: do you know what I mean?
Bin #1 Manure is 145*. I knew you were wondering.
And... her hair is still long (for now):
Monday, July 27, 2009
Bin #1 is full, the stuff has been turned and the compost is reading at 155*. Looks like all is well there.
Wants to be a garden:
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
When this rain lets up and the horses go out finally is when I will muck, and with all this extra stall time it will most certainly be a two trip-per to the Manure Cabana.
The Manure Cabana by the way was cookin' good yesterday morning with a temperature reading of 157* at 9:00 am. Yep, hot hot hot. I took the thermometer out and the end was steaming. If only science/physics/chemistry was this interesting in school. I wonder if I could get my D in those courses retroactively corrected if I could prove that I can mix the proper amount of nitrogen (manure and horse pee) and carbon (bedding and hay) to cook to 157* and keep it that way for 10 days to become certified organic... Take THAT!!! I can see the tag line of the marketing campaign now (and if someone for some reason steals this tagline and uses it I will hunt them down and poke them with my 36' compost thermometer): Picture a bag of black gold compost and the copywriting: "Certified Organic Compost= Rocket Fuel for your plantings made by the girl that could not achieve higher than a D in classes that teach about why manure is now the rocket fuel that you are paying for".
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Pics of shiny Java. No I do not put anything on her coat and feed no hoof/coat/etc supplements. I do groom her regularly, and she's just radiant from being so happy here at home. Really, I don't know why she is so shiny, but yes, I like it. I trimmed her tail a little more than usual so that ticks don't use it like a escalator.
Java is just wonderful. I'm sure that those who read this blog and have horses feel the same way about their horses. I'm a very lucky girl.
Sun is doing great, we'll get some weight on him and since he's only 3, he will fill out some eventually and maybe look as round and shiny as Java.
And, Mr. Java's Mom got video of a couple of jumps today (end of day, no sun, it's not that dreary here). It's OK, I see all the wiggling that I'm doing that is not necessary, and I definitely see that Java is barely making an effort over the small jump and swinging her legs to the side. We have a higher jump that we'll work up to, that should make her put a little more effort in. But, hey, we had tons of fun, actually we have tons of fun every time we ride. And since, Mr. Java's Mom got the video right twice, I posted both. Video Fiesta.
You might recall from a post a couple of months ago that some twit hung up on me as I attempted to give Farm Tek some business. Well, Mr. Java's Mom had a different experience and ordered some stuff from there, including some techie cloth for the Manure Cabana, and had a nice experience. When we call Farm Tek we now only speak with the guy that helped Mr. Java's Mom and his name is Tracy (ext 174 if you want to not get hung up on). I just ordered a compost thermometer and to my delight he is sending Mr. Java's Mom and I t-shirts. Heck, since I don't get to go shopping at Saks anymore now that I covet Carhartt and the real estate market is in a coma, a free Farm Tek t-shirt is like a free Valentino cocktail dress.
The camera is in the barn and Java and Sun are napping in the barn right now and I don't want to disturb them, so I'll post later with new pics after I get the camera.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Yesterday was the first day they were out together. I watched them for a couple of hours and they were fine, so I went to the store. I got back and saw Java looking for me over the fence. I know this means "mom, we'd like to come in now, please come get us".
I start unloading the car fast and getting the groceries into the fridge. I go out for the last bag of groceries and Bandy is waiting for me at the back door like "mom, come quick, Mackie is doing something bad". His head is all the way in the bag in the back of the car, he is making a snorting scarfing noise, his head pops out, I look in and see that he has somehow gotten the whole bag of Ghirardelli Cocoa chips into his belly. Oh for crying out loud, chocolate! I call the vet and ask if it is an old wives tail that dogs cannot have chocolate or true. She says it's true (hey an educational emergency, that's great) and calmly and swiftly gives me instructions on how to induce vomiting so that Mackie does not DIE. Mackie preferred his own method and yacked all over his bedding with a lovely blob of oozy cocoa chips. Nice Mackie. Meanwhile... the horses are running a good clip in the top paddock as I'm trying to run the canine ER unit. I get up to the top paddock, the horses have stopped running and are all the way at the end of the paddock hanging out.
I call them, and bam, they come running like wild little animals to me. Dripping and drenched in sweat. They think this is fun.
Bath time, times two. Sun loved the spa treatment.
Animals. I love them, but one episode at a time please.
They must not be any worse for wear because they are fit as a fiddle, limber and ready for more fun today.
This is this morning so far:
Looks like Java ran off a little bit of her chub yesterday.
And, Mr. Java's Mom found it important that I mention that the Manure Cabana is not an O2Compost design. He visited the site and others, and made many modifications to our design, including the special cover made of some special material, the base material, blah blah blah. I still think it's a cool system. But, now that I clarified that it's not really an O2Compost design, but a special Mr. Java's Mom original, all will be right with the world. That's OK Mr. Java's Mom, you still rule for making it.
Monday, July 6, 2009
Thank you for your supportive and nice comments. I really appreciate it and thrive on the support. I love our place here, and it is really nice to hear you guys like it too!
Sun is doing great. He is settling in very quickly. I'm seeking a retiree for the third horse. Maybe someone who wants a place for their horse to get ready and unwind for real full-time-retirement at a place like Melissa's at Paradigm. Heck, I love Melissa's place. And I hear horse owners talk about hesitation sending their horse "away" and that they will miss them. So they could prep for their retirement here and eventually go to Melissa's. Who knows, that would be nice though, wouldn't it!?
Here is Java getting ready to take a little snooze with Sun hanging nearby in the top paddock. They might be close to ready to go out together.
Sun barely visible as he was coming up the fence line to say hi.
Bandy after a swim. This dog likes sticks and preferably big sticks.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
And Sun was thrilled with the open windows. He did a lot of this:
And now they are outside, in separate paddocks for now and both are being great. Java is like the level headed steady one (first time ever) and Sun alternates between grazing, running and rolling. He's having a great first day.
Here is Java and Sun in the background. I have not gotten a decent picture of him out in the paddock yet, but soon enough I will.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Java in her favorite paddock, checking everything out. Ho hum, this is a little boring mom.
So, I decide to let her loose to do some weed whacking. She did a thorough job around the trees.