Imagine if I lived in a part of the world that had real weather. Not these random rainstorms that last for half a day and move on. I would whine. A lot. If the last three days are any example.
My drive to the barn takes me on a breathtakingly dramatic road called Devil’s Slide. Notice the word slide in the name. It’s accurate.
In fact, they’re building a tunnel through the mountain because the people who live on either side are tired of it sliding and shutting down the road.
It’s not a smart road to drive on in pouring rain and high winds – especially in the pre-dawn hours. When I go to visit Now Voyager.
So I haven’t seen my horse since Sunday and I’m getting really cranky. And anxious. Even though Anke is keeping on eye on him I want to see for myself that he’s doing ok.
Of course, if I lived elsewhere (with real weather) I could probably afford to keep my horse on my own property which means I could even sleep in the barn if I wanted. Hmmmm.
This little beauty on 70 acres in Virginia for example…