Right outside our kitchen window, a hummingbird sits in her nest. The nest is leftover from last year and was built on top of one of our porch swing chains. To give you some perspective, not much more than a quarter would fit easily into the nest.

I wish we could figure how to get a better picture without disturbing her or the nest. For now, we’ll stick to taking pictures through the window. In the meantime, you should check out this post from one of Carson’s visits to Morning Bray Farm last summer, when she took some amazing photos of our hummer babies.

When Carson came to meet Fergus and Nigel on Sunday morning, she brought an extra saddle for us to try on Ellsworth. While initially hesitant about the saddle pad, he was a gold star student once she got the saddle on him. Just look at this handsome boy!

You can call me clueless when it comes to tack, so having Carson here showing us the ropes was a blessing.   

Bernard was present with Ellsworth for moral support. Because Bernard was continuously putting something in his mouth, trying to pull something off Ellsworth or stealing carrot coins from Aunt Linda, Don decided to give him a task of his own. Our young boy looked mighty proud strutting his stuff.

When Carson asked if I was ready to hop up on Ellsworth, I was beside myself with excitement. Ellsworth stood there like an old pro, then took a few gentle steps.

 Thank you Ellsworth. I love you so much.

After a few more minutes of tack instruction, our first lesson was complete. Just when we think we can’t possibly love them more, the boys continue to give us new reasons. Every, single day.

We’re on our way today to Canon City, Colorado to adopt a BLM burro. If all goes well, our plan is for Bernard and Ellsworth to have a burro brother tomorrow.  

We’ve been planning this adoption for several months and had to be sure that we could safely cross the Raton Pass along the New Mexico-Colorado border before confirming our trip. As recently as a week or two ago, snow made the route impassable.  

Canon City is about 40 miles west of Pueblo, Colorado and is the same facility where Carson adopted George and Alan (of 7MSN fame). We’ll spend the night in Pueblo tonight and will be at the East Canon Correctional Complex at 9 a.m. on Friday morning.

The BLM folks there currently have 15 jacks (14 of them gelded) and 15 jennies ranging in age from one to ten. The burros have been there since March 25th… we’ve been counting the days! 

BLM holds adoptions at Canon City two Fridays per month and tomorrow is the first time this group is up for adoption. There isn’t much more we know about the burros until we get there to see them. How in the world will we be able to choose just one from thirty?

Carson, thank you for your advice, your help and your friendship.

Last week, Farmgirl asked about Bernard’s size. While we think that he probably won’t grow but another inch or two taller at the very most, he definitely has filled out over the last six months.        

This is the very first picture we took of Bernard last August when he was a year old.         

        

And here is our Goober today. We can’t imagine life without him. (Thank you to Aunt Linda who took all of Bernard’s “today” pictures last month.)        

Bernard with Dad (Don)

 

        

        

        

Are you smiling?

Mom, Dad and Aunt Linda went to a driving clinic yesterday. Not driving as in cars, but driving as in donkeys, horses and mules.

Mom especially liked this donkey:

And this Belgian draft mule team:

As always, Mom says that  Aunt Linda is donkey whisperer. There wasn’t a single equine that she didn’t stop to converse with.