It’s going to be a short post today. I took the day off from giving tours today, as Greg and I are moving to a new house this week. Let me tell you, painting is not really all that much fun!
I did get a report from Janet this week, and she says the horses are doing [...]
Entries from September 2008
September 28, 2008
Sunday September 28, 2008
September 21, 2008
Sunday September 21, 2008
Kentucky bluegrass? Forget about it, it’s not even grass anymore! Everything is completely parched in central Kentucky– brown, crispy and dusty. The trees all seem wilted and I think we are in for a dull, colorless fall. When Swannie paws the ground for more carrots, he raises a cloud of dust that coats everything in [...]
September 14, 2008
Sunday September 14, 2008
Wow, was the wind something else today! I think it was clocked in Lexington somewhere around 50 mph, with higher gusts. We had three run-in sheds blow over, and I think the damage was pretty significant on a couple of them. No rain, which we dearly need, but I guess we sure got some of [...]
September 12, 2008
Friday September 12 ,2008
***LAVA MAN UPDATE***
Lava Man’s arrival at Old Friends has been delayed, as a ”good-bye” affair is being planned for all his California fans. We’ll let everyone know more details as we learn them, including Lava Man’s new arrival date at Old Friends.
-Val
September 7, 2008
Sunday September 7, 2008
Ballindaggin was laid to rest yesterday. It was a beautiful evening for a wake, with puffy clouds drifting in a light blue sky and temperatures in the mid 70s. A comfortable group of volunteers, friends, and fans met at the farm to watch video of Ballindaggin’s best races, and to remember the big, handsome, kind-hearted [...]
September 1, 2008
Sunday August 31, 2008
August officially comes to an end today. It’s hard to believe that summer is over. Labor Day tomorrow, and then it’ll seem like fall.
The horses will be happy when the weather cools off and we get some rain. We had some scattered thunderstorms this week but not nearly enough to soften our parched ground. [...]