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In which there are trail shovels and rakes and implements of CONstruction

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Here's what the Renegade Rendezvous trail crew did this weekend:










Thanks to Santa Jim, Jason, Sandy, Guy, Sue, Dennis, Beth, Megan, Gail and Mike, Leisl, Ben, two kids, twelve dogs, two cats, (and me!), the trails out of Sawmill Flats are much closer to readiness for the ride than they were on Thursday afternoon.
The work isn't all finished, of course.  
If you want to help out, there's still time.  We'll be re-convening at the ridecamp on June 23rd, and working steadily until ride day on June 30th.  Come for the afternoon, or stay for the entire week.
We'll be happy to see you.

In which we're loading up tools and gear and using time off to work hard

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The annual Trail Work Weekend at Renegade ridecamp begins today.  See y'all in a few!

In which Spring springs and brings all my friends lots of new sweet cute little things

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It's SPRING! I think everyone in the world has cute new baby animals.
And I'm all like:

I got a squash.

Totally not exaggerating, either. 

Becky's foal was finally born on day 360 of the pregnancy (330 to 335 days is average, but horses can safely foal far outside that average range).



In usual Becky-fashion, the world was subjected to at least a week of silliness while names for the foal were tossed around.



There are lots more adorable photos of Reverie on Becky's blog.



At the north end of my normal travel range, Stephanie got a new rescue-puppy. 



Jasper arrived via a hoarding situation, and apparently he has some baggage.  I wish I could tell him what a great home he's found now.  He's all set to have a terrific life.


Then there's Monica's chickens. 




As I mentioned in a prior post, Monica tries not to count chickens, no matter when they hatched.



But the baby stealing the show this week is so new he doesn't even have a name yet.



We all had to traipse…

In which I trudge, wander, play in the garden and ride a little bit

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Fiddle's rehab is progressing.  Slow but steady.  

Currently we "trudge" around the yard for 20 minutes every morning. Her soundness is improving, as you can see in the most recent walk-out video HERE.

The morning "trudge" is my opportunity to keep tabs on the yard.


  Everything seems to be happening at once!




I've started carrying a little pair of loppers with me as I trudge, so I can snip off blackberry sprouts that Fiddle can't reach.  If she can reach them, she eats them.  Every morning there are new vines emerging, because blackberry plants are diabolic.


The upside of not training for competitions is that there's plenty of time to mess around in the gardens. 





Elsewhere in the yard, the tomatoes are in (Monica planted them because we do not need a Tomato Curse this summer) and the radishes are up.



And the asparagus is up!