Sat. Misc.

"My feet no longer take me up so  pluckily
Those lofty stairs I used to skip up as a child."

--Goethe, from The Helena, Faust Part II

Our rider Mr.  Nob is skipping nowhere there days.  Instead Nob is suddenly and mysteriously as to cause  limping around at the walk with the left leg barely able to motor forward.  We doubt this condition relates to the June 29 fall from the horse and hopefully deals more with the weather we have in KC this week.  Lower the air pressure enough and Nob's legs are jelly in the best of times.

Nob thus  in leg rehab mold today instead of thinking of getting back on the horse.  Hoping for quick Nob bounce back and hence will try to corner Mr. Farmer today re riding on the hay field.  We're also buying some fencing today for purpose of constructing a riderless running paddock--since all else has failed in getting our lazy #17 into speed mode. #148 slight hock improvement yest.  Hope springs eternal...

Those are today's plans--