Green Day

Every day I remind myself that we need the rain, we need the rain, we need the rain. But honestly, I am a little over it. At this point I almost miss dust. 

Izzy doesn't seem to be care.

Just about the time the puddles begin to dry out, it rains again.

The ground surrounding the arena.

Besides the obvious benefits of rain, one bonus has been the proliferation of grasses and plants. California isn't called the "golden state" for nothing. We're not known for being covered in green. Within a month or so, the lush grasses will be prickly and filled with foxtails. 

The A end of the arena.

It has been 24 days since I have been able to ride the entire length of the arena. And as of yesterday, both the C and A ends have standing water. I had to cancel my Saturday lesson again.

Right now, the river is running very deep and wide. Most of the time, it can't be seen from the edge of the pastures, but last night, it was approaching the top of the bank. In another month or so, as the mountain snow begins to melt, the river will likely flood the lower pastures. When it does, we'll lose our trail which was just mowed yesterday. 

Hello there, little sink hole.

Even more rain is predicted for Monday through Wednesday. I know we'll all be grateful to see our reservoirs refilled, and summer will feel less hot and dusty with replenished aquifers, but I am over it.

Thank you, California, for wearing green this St. Patty's Day, but let me at least ride my horse occasionally!