Our local saddle club had its first show of the year Saturday. Since I had to be there anyway I went ahead and took a couple of horses with me. E had just had her wisdom teeth out and didn't think she should be riding and V was helping a friend photograph a wedding so it was just me and J.
The trainer with the other mustang came and carried the flag at the start of the show. She was amazing. She also competed in the ranch pleasure and trail classes and placed in everything. The horse is very nice and the trainer is fearless.
Then this morning I took Hank for a ride. I haven't ridden him in forever and thought he might like a trip out of the field.
I went on a ride around the farm to inspect my thistle spraying. I have obviously missed several. You can see the wilted ones next to the bright green ones. It is very hard to keep up with which ones have been sprayed. I lose my place when I turn around to make another pass. Sometimes I think, remember that patch of 3 together and that's where I left off. Then I get turned back around and guess what, there are about a 100 patches of 3 together, and they all look alike. So after a few days when they start to wilt I go back and spray more.