On your mark, get set....

I've been thinking for awhile now that June is shaping up to be a busy month. This week, I realized just how busy – as in, if I don't keep running, I'm likely to get dragged! On the docket in rapid succession (and sometimes overlapping!):

Agility match

Farrier appointment

Wedding anniversary

My mom arrives

Dressage show

Fathers Day

Mom leaves

Black Sheep Gathering

Hay (seven tons are waiting to be moved from the grower's barn to ours)

Sheep leaving

A sheep coming?

Other things (mowing, moving wood, garden prep, dressage lessons and possibly my dressage show) are at a standstill because of the following equipment problems:

Lawn mower (still at a shop)

Tractor (still in pieces on the driveway)

Rick's vet truck (dead in the garage)

'My' pulling truck (pressed into service as temp vet truck)

Wish me luck in being able to post at least once a week. In the meantime, here are the last photos from May.

I moved the three yearlings into Spot's old quarters, the Ram-ada Inn and the wooded lot; they might as well eat the grass, get more exercise, and not add to the mess in the Sheep Sheraton:

Over the holiday weekend, I got the old gals and their lambs out of the barn stall to eat along the driveway, got all the lambs haltered for the first time, and tried to get last rib shots (only managed two; I needed another set of hands):

Bijou

Bridger

I admired the last of our iris, and one of our daphne bushes:

Rick borrowed his mother's little electric lawnmower to mow the garden, then tried to burn some of the grass. I'm pretty sure the garden's a bust; I need to get planting medium for my stock tank gardens:

Sure would be nice to make like a dog and relax!

No rest for the weary at . . .