The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

This is the newest card produced by my favorite card designer. This is so us! I think she would totally be someone we could be friends with! Check out her blog and see what you think! I wish her shop wasn't so far away--I think it would be my favorite place to shop!
According to the weatherman, we are at 128% of normal rainfall. It's a good thing--or so we keep telling ourselves. We have not had much opportunity to wear our "pointy boots," rather we have been wearing those lovely black rubber things. (: I know my portable tack room has stunk up my car because of them.

Anyway, yesterday was winter chore day. Lynn and I finally moved all the tack from the soggy trailer and oiled up all the saddles and bridles. They look great. Aside from a few scratches from bushwacking, they look good as new. It is so nice to have the tack room lit and organized; we did a good job a few years back.

The rain has held off for a few days and we were able to brush the boys a little and get some of the caked-on dirt off. Brady and Star are so furry, that they usually end up with a little rainrot. But if they have a good hay pile in front of them, they will stand still and let me brush them. Jupes and Zigs are pretty sleek, and Buster is somewhere in between. Poor Indy--you know I love him--is still having foot problems. He doesn't trust me to brush him for very long because I put the rope on him twice to be doctored. He is in the pen now and having fits that he is separated from the herd. Hopefully Shirley will get Adam to come and look at him and make sure he will be okay.

I was recently taught an old tradition that I plan to make my own: find a Christmas card with the three kings on it (I think I have one), cut them out and hang on the door leading outside; it is supposed to bring good luck all year and remind you as you go out to look for grace in everyday things.  Today is the sixth day of Christmas (six geese-a-laying) and the last day of 2012. So I wish you six of something that will bring you much reward and many cups of kindess in the new year, and like the last verses of the old song . . .

And there’s [my] hand my trusty friend !

And give us a hand o’ thine !

And we’ll take a right good-will draught,

for auld lang syne

[literally for "old long since", or loosely "for (the sake of) old times"]

. .  .thanks for being my friends! I value all our past stories and look forward to many more adventures to come!

~Vicki