I've had a rather creative bug up my arse lately. I've completed a couple of projects and have another on the go. To that end, I whipped up a set of saddle bags for Brandy. And I just realized I should probably get a photo of that before I start talking too much about it. Once the weather clears a bit, I'll get over there and take some snaps of the ol' Brandster - her feet are looking fantastic and we've been putting on a few miles together.
Because it's hunting season, we've been taking it easy on the backwoods stuff. Sticking to the roads has been a bit of a bore, but it's only a couple more weeks before we can start wandering over hill and dale once again.
In the meantime, I finally busted out the forge this afternoon and pounded out a primitive hoof-pick. It felt pretty good to pound some hot metal although I am incredibly rusty! Shaping keg shoes is nothing compared to using your imagination and creating something with a bit of artistic flair. That said, this simple hoof pick will be serviceable, if lacking in panache
And of course, the chickens had to come over and check out what was going on. Some really crappy snapshots of the girls and their curiosity.
Glad to see you back, hearties! Come back soon and I'll be sure to get back on track with regular blog updates!
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"Momma, do you wiggle a little bit if your butt itches?"