Weed aeeds

Weed seeds!

Pete's magnetic fur lures every seed within a mile. Four miles worth of deseeding ahead.

It got cold, really cold here fast. Too fast. Low 30s. But probably shouldn't move on to warmer Tenessee till the 3rd when I have an emergency fund. Crap happens. It's only 11 days away.

This horse camp is okay. It has a vault toilet. And a trash can. And sunny spots to charge up the batteries. Luxury!

I may try out the electric blanket if I get enough battery charge. For the most part the bed is pretty warm, even with one blanket covering. There are several layers and a self inflated mattress beneath me. The phone thermometer read 75 degrees in the blankets and 55 in the cabin. It was 34 outside at 8AM. Brrrr! We didn't get out of bed till 10. But it still wasn't even 40 by then.

More horses today. Pete is doing great! Not charging. Not barking. Whimpering and wiggling in my arms. But not much. There is hope for Assateague someday!

Went for a long walk with Pete on a trail. I found a great walking stick laying on the trail. Trail ferries? God almighty! I needed it. Right hip acting dumb. Right foot, too.

Pete got loaded up with weed seeds. Ugh. What was I thinking? Hours of deseeding ahead.

Great trail. Would be great on Fatass. But no ebikes allowed. How ignorant. I'm writing Indiana an email!

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