It's always about the weather. And getting a decent, accurate forecast is nearly impossible. Like when it's predicted to start raining at midnight and it is only 8:00 o'clock and the rain is beating against the windows. How can we manage these guys with that kind of information?
The lightning was so bright and close, like a bomb going off. Luckily we were home and able to batten down the hatches, but it wasn't supposed to rain until after midnight!
The roof didn't leak this time, but we have received two quotes for a new roof. Happily, the metal roof quest has been nixed in the bud. It was wildly expensive and it turns out not a good value. The maintenance would have been ridiculous. The barn has a metal roof, but it is a barn. If it leaks eventually, so what? Cooler heads prevailed and we're not doing it.
The energy-saver shingles are not a bargain, either. All the 'tax incentives' are eaten up by the manufacturer and the installer, so no real savings are passed on to the end-user. And the roof is so old, like the house, that the boards under the shingles are cupping and need to be replaced. We talked about doing the replacement ourselves, removing the boards and placing plywood on the roof. We've done this kind of work before, but we were younger and that roof, although bigger, was not as steep or high up. We'll just have to deal.
Back to the weather: Highs in the 60s, lows in the 30s - a roller-coaster of seasons this week. From wearing no coat to wearing a heavy one. I'm talking about my big boys! The mud was frozen this morning. Now calling for 'wintery-mix' for the weekend. O boy.
My fantasy about hurrying home to ride before dark did not pan out this week. Not one single day! It's always something. On the home front, Tom is teaching Irene, the barn cats' daughter, to give her right paw on cue. It seems to be working! When she is proficient, I'll post a video on this very blog!
Plans to ride with friends this weekend have been canceled, too, because of the awful weather. Who wants to go camping, with their horse, when it is supposed to snow/sleet/rain with freezing temps? No one I know!
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The trials and errors of building a working horse farm from scratch after turning 50, with a smattering of horse-keeping tips.
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- Breaking away from our urban lifestyle, finally living the dream! Not everyone shares this dream, but you can have what you wish as long as you never lose sight of the goal. When the economy tanked, we took advantage of the housing bust and the chance of a lifetime. It is not easy, but when you have an opportunity to attain your dream, don't think twice. I started this blog to keep track of our projects, because, well, you know. The memory is the first to go, right? People thought I was nuts getting a green 3-year old when I turned 50. Now closer to 60 than 50, we're not looking back. No one thought this was a good idea, either, but I was not looking for approval, was just reporting the news. If not now, when?
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