Autumn's cool temperatures are finally killing off the bugs with a few hardy mosquitoes hanging on to their last warm days. We used the headnets on Sunday to keep those pesky guys off our ponies' ears. Rolex is still taking a break while she grows more hoof. That leaves our Ruffy to accompany Harley through the wilds. She's come a long way from last winter when in a frantic moment, she dropped John in the woods, and headed for home with Harley in tow, and me dusting off my britches (and clutching my chest with a cracked sternum). She still gets a little upset when there is no designated trail and she has to bushwack. I took the lead with Harley, trying to pick the clearest way while moving steadily so she wouldn't panic and bolt. She made it, although she was happy to get out into the open.
This is a cool spot in the remains of an old quarry. I suspect it would be a great home for porcupines.
Out on the road to North Point, John snapped a picture of Harley. Of course, he's thinking of heading home and already pointed in that direction! But as you can see from the big smile on my face, I'm laughing at the silly bugger! I'm thankful just to still have him after last month's colic scare.