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In which the latest Yule Log video features trotting down the trail

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Lytha loves the Yule Log video in winter.

She made a soothing video of her animals grazing as a Spring "yule log", which I copied on a rainy day in the pasture, and on a nice day of walking on trails in summer. 

But I've only ever made short trotting videos up to now, because the up-and-down motion on a screen makes me a little woozy.



Hark!  YouTube has a "stablize" feature now that smooths out some of the bumping around.  It doesn't completely mitigate the up-and-down, but it's better.  AND I've discovered that if I let the sound run in the background of other windows as I work, the nice rhythmic trotting sound is almost as soothing as the original Yule Log itself.

Even with both hands on the camera most of the time, here's still some bouncing around, because I filmed this with a handheld camera, and every once in a while I needed to brush spider webs out of my eyes.

But, if you've ever wanted to ride a Dragon on trails, here ya go!




Enjoy…

In which it's been summer LONG ENOUGH, bring on the fall (and fall riding)!

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It's been summer so long that we were getting tired of summer.


I like riding in sunshine as much as anybody else.



But with the smoke from nearby forest fires haunting our airspace for several weeks, we are glad to welcome something else.



Of course, there are always a few last-minute, end-of-summer projects to squeeze in before the rain starts.







Last Sunday was the predicted End of Sunshine.


Anne-Marie's greenbean horse Rifle joined us for the first time and learned the essential skills that we teach all young horses.





It's always good to ride with the Suspects.




And finally:  IT RAINED!

The air is clear of smoke, the dirt is dirt again instead of dust, and it feels normal to grab a wool sweater when leaving the house.

We'll clean the chimney tomorrow:  wood stove season is nearly here.

But today:





I kept my eyes peeled for

In which we alleviate worry by planning and preparing stuff

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NOTE:  Much of this post was lifted from a similar blog post I wrote for the King County Library blog as a resource for library patrons who need the information.  I've changed a few things before posting on this site, mostly because readers here already know who the players are.  
The basic information and links remain relevant to Haiku Farm blog readers near and far, especially given the "UPDATE" at the bottom.   --Aarene

I admit it:  I'm a worrier.


Smokey skies over Haiku Farm, September 2017
In summer, I worry about forest fires. In winter, I fret about freezing temperatures, power outages, and treacherous roads. In spring, I brace myself for flooding.  In fall (for lack of anything better to do) I am uneasy about earthquakes, tsunamis, and the zombie apocalypse. Because I'm a farmer in addition to my day job, my primary concern in an emergency is the care of, and possible evacuation of animals--both pets and livestock. We have an evacuation plan at Haiku Farm, and we …

In which we go to Canada for another dose of Sensible

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It costs a small bucket of money to get health papers to transport a horse into Canada, even if you're only going for a single day.

For reasons already explored on this blog, I don't have a bucket of money this year.  But the calendar contains a gaming day to benefit Greener Pastures!  I couldn't stay home!
So, I didn't.
I tagged the coordinator of GP with my plea:  "Can I borrow some adoptable sensible horse for the games?"
No surprise here:  the agency that specializes in Standardbreds has several sensible options available, and they offered me Promising Girl.

Sirie came with me for the day, to groom and generally be an extra set of hands--and to take photos.   Pictures in this post were mostly taken by her or me (with my little camera) unless otherwise noted.


What a treat to spend a beautiful day with her, and with a bunch of nice horses too!

Of course, I admired the Standardbreds first.






Since this event is a fund raiser, supporters brought their other hor…