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A friend's mare, Calypso. She was racing around the arena, and running straight at me.

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Rain on the window 

 

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Soft dinner rolls!

 

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Sunbathing Chewie.

Ignore the sheet curtain. We have to finish the box and decide on what blinds we want and we haven't gotten that far yet.

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Milo and Chewie were watching the washer washing some clothes. You can't really tell, but Milo was licking the door.

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My garlic is sprouted!

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Almost halfway through the book. Would it be weird to highlight things and write notes in my books? Or is that a no-no?

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One of my two remaining ghost catfish. This guy likes to hang out in the flow in the evenings. The other one only hides.

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I love clear skies in the winter. Sunsets (and sunrises but I don't always see those) are always amazing. 

Goodbye, Chester

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We said goodbye to Chester today. 

Chester was the first horse Carus bought. He was the first horse we owned, and while I don't think he'll be the last, that first spot is pretty special. He was pretty special.  

He helped Carus end her time in 4H on high notes. They won a dressage medal together! And came VERY close to getting Dad Potter. The judge might have given that last point if she knew it was their last shot at it - might not have, but I'd like to think she would have. It was just that close. 

After Carus finished 4H, I took over riding him more and did lessons on him almost weekly. He was definitely helping my confidence! 

Chester, Chezzy, Cheeseball, Cheddar, Cheddar bean. 

I'm so glad that we decided to remove his painful uveitis eye in 2020, even though we were devastated to know his "good" eye wasn't that good after all. We gave him - and us - more time. August 2020 to January 2022 isn't as long as we wanted, but it was more time.

Knowing it had signs of uveitis and cataracts helped us help him adjust as his eyesight dwindled. And when he started having full uveitis flares in that eye, we knew we wouldn't let it get as bad as his other eye had been. We knew better now.  

He had a pretty bad flare in early December. Just shy of about 2 months since the one before. This time he came out of the flare completely blind, at least in our opinion.  Every now and then I thought he might be able to see something but then he'd bump into the wall of his stall and struggle to find his hay pile.  

He was comfortable in his stall and his pasture and with certain people leading him, but got very nervous and scared if any of those variables changed. 

We pushed to get through the holidays, and made it. I talked myself out of it and back in a billion times. Carus distanced herself from him/the barn - though she'd been doing that for awhile, knowing what was coming. I scheduled as much of things as I could.  I made the appointment I made sure his previous family that we got him from were able to come say goodbye and that the barn family, especially those with younger kids, had a heads up. I traded shifts so that I could get the full day off and scheduled for a Friday so I could have the weekend to process. We even picked the day we'd cut off his tail, which I had washed 3 times after the decision was made in December and put up to keep it as clean as possible. Robert came with us, and the three of us were there for the full thing. 

A friend shared a poem with me for the occasion, and it was definitely true of Chezzy. His tail went in three sections - one for me, one for Carus, and one for the girl/family we got him from. Our friend Beth took a small chunk too. 

The Best Horses in Heaven, They Have No Tail
by Miska Paget

The best horses in Heaven they have no tail. This is a rule they all know without fail.

For when a new horse arrives with a short cut bob, they all know that this horse did a very good job.

His owner could not bear to part with her friend so she saved his tail, wrapped in ribbons and in braids, to hold with his memory in a very loving way.

To enter Heaven without a tail is an honor, a message, that without fail announces to everyone, far and wide that this horse was more than a wonderful ride.

But this horse was loved and cherished by one and when his time serving on this Earth was done he left behind a broken heart

and a soul from which he never will part.

(This photo wasn't from that day, but I didn't want to share the photos I have. ) 

I need a new title

 

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Heath scones I made the morning before work. They were so good, I made another batch after work.  

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Selfie

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My book arrived!!!  The delay from publish date was because I got it signed, and I ordered it from Diana Gabaldon's home base book store.

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The sunsets this week have been great.

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21.365 will get a separate post. All it's own. It needs it.

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Orion and his belt. Handheld, so slightly blurry, but I was being lazy and didn't want to get out the tripod out.

 

365 in 2022

Well, that started off great. I got one post in and then forgot to update here... 

I'm updating on Facebook at least. It will be easy to do it once a week or every two weeks or something random for the month of January, but beyond that the day numbers get a little harder to keep track of - or at least take me counting to figure out. 

Gonna do a dump now cause that will catch me up and then I can try better. 

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Putting away Christmas. A day later than usual.

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Milo

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Orange orange

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Chester

 

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Gus, the Betta fish

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Chewie, on his 6th birthday.

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Sleepy, cuddly puppies - Milo and Chewie

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Frost on weeds/plants. Feeling artsy or something.

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I love the complete noodleness of puppies running. They run with their WHOLE bodies.

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Being artsy again with my drying Christmas bouquet.

 

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The moss growing on our retaining wall looks so much cooler than photos show.

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Seed pods of Rose of Sharon bush

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The big tank

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Chester

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Scrimpy shrimp - really cool to watch

The formatting issues - ugh. 

Maybe I'll come back and adjust it again when I'm not completely annoyed. 

But probably not. Enjoy! 

365 in 2022

Here I go again, trying. 

I got behind last year with posting photos, but kept up on taking them. And then Gramma died (3/2/2021) and that was the end of that.  I thought about picking it up on my birthday, for my last year of my 30s, which would have been cool. But I was struggling badly, depression wise. I'm still not doing great, but I'm trying. Because it's trying, or dying, and I don't want to be dead. (I want to not exist, but that's different.) 

Anyways. I'm going to try. I'm trying a few things to help myself this year. 

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Chewie.