Mom's green blog

One thing I look forward to each year is the spring green of the ash trees along the driveway before they turn their deeper summer green.
When I was studying some physics with Jay in high school I learned why. Yellow-green is at the top of the brightness curve for color for the human eye. What a splendid treat to wake us up from winter slumber.

This year the whole farm is in beautiful deep green alfalfa. This is a view from the rock pile at the two mile road toward the house. As you can see in the north the mountains still have plenty of snow.
The red-winged blackbird considers the new wheel lines a convenient perch.

Hey nieces and nephew! The water in the canal is running high. Wish we could take our hike of last fall now. However we wouldn't be able to take Charlee and play fetch. She pesters the wildlife that are trying to nest and den and raise their young so she has to stay home this time of year. We had a fox start to den in the woodpile down by the corral but she pestered it too many times and the fox finally left. I was sad.
She couldn't understand why that good lookin' dog wouldn't play with her!

It's Weird

The Goodbodys were out of hay, so I called TimPetterson and asked him if we could buy some horse hay from him, since I know they have a lot of horses and would have good hay. He said yes so I went and got 4 bales. Then we took the hay out to the Goodbody's. Today Steve Goodbody brought the papers on the horse to school to give to me. Guess what!!! Guess where the horse was born. Right. It was born not a mile from our house. Chuck Petterson, Tim's dad, was the breeder and it was born just down the road on March 1, 1983. There is a paper attached to the certificate of registration that says not to be removed for any reason. It is a Record of Races Won on American Quarter Horse Association Approved Tracks of North America. Yes, we have a winner. On April 26, 1986 she won the MDN type of race, which according to the legend is a Maiden race. That is the only entry so I guess they retired her after winning. I can't wait to tell Tim we have one of his horses. Her registered name is:

Rastus Fastus Sire: Prepotent out of Figure 8 Bars and Easy Jet
Dam: Fastus Rastus out of Clabber's Eva and Custus Rastus

I can go back even farther: Jet Deck, Lena's Bar, Sugar Bars, Figure 8 Missbearcat, Requested, Slim Rosie, Clabber's Win, Panche Belle.

She even has a tattoo # 6763B somewhere.

Her hooves are a mess and I am waiting for the hoof trimmer to trim her before we bring her home. Isn't this exciting..

Oh, by the way, the pivot fell in the canal and Fran and I had to go pull it out. Now I will have to get a new bridge built. They are suppose to cut the hay this week end.

Horse and wheel lines.

Here is a picture of Razzy. Don't know the whole registered name.

Here I am putting together the last of the wheel lines. Ben helped when he was home and Saturday Fran and I hooked them all up and turned on the water and they all leaked because the irrigation shop gave me too small of gaskets and now I have to undo them all and put in the bigger gaskets.

Ben's surgery

It's been a year since Ben's orthognathic surgery, one of my most worrisome mothering experiences to date. People need to be able to open their mouths! In the book I just read, The Kite Runner, at one point he had his jaw wired shut for six weeks just like Ben. The book was so well written that I had to remind myself that it was a novel not a factual account of the author's life. But the things he was able to do while having his jaw wired shut reminded me it was fictional. Like screaming really loud and long. I don't think Ben could have screamed or would have wanted to run around Afghanistan escaping the enemy. An all liquid diet for six weeks leaves a person a bit weak. But I thought Ben was brave and patient in affliction. The people we have known that have had it done in the last year have only had to have rubber bands as closures instead of the wires Ben had. That would be much less nerve wracking! But all is well that ends well. Just look at that fabulous face!

Firsts of the season

The first fruit tree blossoms of the season: the apricot. The first graduates of the season: BYU. Namely William and Samantha in the College of Theater and Media Arts. Congratulations!

trouble with the computer

If you are wondering why a picture of Ben and nothing else, it is because we are experiencing major technical difficulties with our computer. It is beginning to disconnect from the internet almost as fast as we can log on. So we have not been able to load the pictures of graduation or stay on the internet long enough to even email. I hope I can figure out what the problem is soon. It is very frustrating to be halfway throung a picture loading or email and have the computer disconnect. More later, since I am on school time. Dad