Saturday, February 25, 2012

If it's Saturday......

....it means spending the day in here.
It's not all fun and games. These dear beasts lead to a lot of
 this.
Crap happens and on the farm it happens in spades, or at least by the manure fork full.

Yes, I really do live on a farm.

8 comments:

  1. lol Love the pics. But gosh! That is one big barn. I didn't realise it was so big. Guess I was thinking somethig Farville size. ☺

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  2. That is what I call a spectacular Stable!

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  3. It is a big barn, it's an old dairy barn which we turned into a horse barn. It's wonderful and why we bought this place!

    Thank you Lori. Lots of stalls to clean.....

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  4. What a beautiful place, but wow, what a lot of work! Still, I imagine it's work that brings you so close to the horses, to the earth.

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  5. Marion, That silly boy jumping for joy brings me close to the horses. : ) His name, by the way, is Bounce!

    Denise, thank you. I turned the dairy barn into a horse barn, with the help of a great carpenter.

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  6. I alway romanticize about owning a farm or rural property and I'm sure you could quickly set me straight. But still.....

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  7. I could, deb. It has its rewards, but the big drawback because of the horses is, I can't travel. Even being gone for the day must be planned. It limits my life. On the other hand, it's not a bad place to live if your life is going to be limited!

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