On Saturday morning, Don and I loaded Ellsworth into the trailer and headed down to see Ryan for a lesson and a trail ride. (Ellsworth walked right into the trailer with no aids, by the way.)

Once we arrived, we started by warming Ellsworth up in the round pen.

And then headed out on the trail. Me on Big Red and Ryan on Murphy.

Ellsworth was a star. Since the trail we took is closed to vehicles, Ellsworth had to step over a metal fence bar about a foot off the ground at the beginning of our ride. Good boy! I can tell you without a doubt there’s no way he would have done that five weeks ago.

Ellsworth walked strong and tall and I couldn’t stop smiling.

We walked down the canal path for about 20 minutes, then into the bosque a short distance to the river.

It was surreal to be sitting atop Big Red, quietly watching and enjoying the beauty of the Rio Grande.

And to think, this is just the beginning!

I ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Ellsworth.



As we were sitting out on the front porch enjoying our margaritas on Sunday afternoon, Lenny came by to check on us.

Instead of Lenny though, it was his missus.

I’ve seen pups running around lately, so it was nice to meet their mamma.

The female rock squirrel has two litters a year with three to nine young in each litter. The first litter is born between April and June and the second litter is born between August and September.

We wrapped up a wonderful visit yesterday with Don’s sister, Debbie.

From the moment she arrived, she dug in to help with chores around Morning Bray Farm.

The first morning she was here, Debbie and I hung out in the corral waiting for presents from all the boys.

For the record, two hours is a long time to wait for a donkey to poo.

You know you have an awesome sister-in-law when she’s willing to ride in the car on the way to the vet with five bags of donkey poo in the back seat.

On Sunday afternoon, Debbie taught us how to make margaritas from scratch.

That was serious fun.

She spent a lot of time talking with the boys.

And loving on Nigel.

We even did some sightseeing.

Debbie is one of the loveliest people I know and having her here was a gift. So much so, it felt like Christmas in July here.

Speaking of Christmas, Debbie discovered a new meaning for it during her visit. Christmas in New Mexico also means both red and green chile on your breakfast burrito.

 

 

Happy Independence Day to all of you from all of  us at Morning Bray Farm.  ♥

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Thank you to Aunt Linda for taking such beautiful pictures of the boyz while she was here for our annual crab feast on Saturday.  ♥

Augustus, a.k.a. Gussie, a.k.a. Gussie Boobala.

Izzy’s still smiling.

Beatrice is never far from Gus.

Their house.

We had to separate Harriet from the rest of the flock for a while because she wasn’t being very nice. She’s behaving much better now.

Sweet Hillary. Based on her size, she’s definitely a girl.

Izzy’s definitely a girl too. She and Hillary are the smallest of the flock.

Izzy loves taking long baths and basking in the afternoon sun.

We love little big baby ducks.

If you had stopped by to visit Morning Bray Farm anytime over the last several days, you would have seen a lot of this going on.

As little as possible. It’s hot.