Hyperventilating

I'm back down south for the weekend.

A little behind schedule tonight, though.

My farrier came this evening.

Finally.

We were a little late setting up our 6 week appointment.

We eventually set it for February 4.

Dennis showed up, but the gate was closed and Kyle was next door.

So he said he would come back later.

(Had a full schedule)

But a couple of hours later, Andy put his hoof through the barn wall.

Didn't really want Dennis messing with his feet when he had a gash on his leg.

Stitches and a wrap isn't a good idea for the farrier.

So we waited until he was healed.

We had an appointment last week, but it rained all day.

Which put Dennis WAY behind.

So he rescheduled.

Again.

The boys REALLY needed their feet done.

So... I was late getting out of town tonight.

(And their feet look fabulous!)

On the way down, I drive by a huge orange grove.

It smelled GLORIOUS!

It's such a lovely smell, that you just can't help smelling it.

Over and over and over.

Until you realize you are hyperventilating.

And passing out while driving 70 mph down the highway isn't a good idea.

And then you come around the corner and hit the county dump.

And stop breathing altogether!

Life is such an adventure!

Enjoy the journey!

(Just don't hyperventilate...)