Ranch Life – Page 2 – The Hermits' Rest

It’s Called Hump Day for a Reason

Wednesday doesn’t get a lot of love. Wednesday’s child is full of woe, you know (I was born on a Wednesday). And it’s hump day. Supposedly that’s because it’s halfway through the work week, but for me today, it was more like today was a giant hump I had to pull myself over.

I’m tired now, but I feel accomplished. I started my new job role and I think I know what I’m supposed to do, kind of. After that, it was meeting after meeting, which made it hard to get writing done. But much learning and teaching was done as I slogged up that giant hump.

Sliding down the Wednesday hump was more fun than expected. I had fun with the horses and even got Fiona sort of clean. It was obvious that we had a few rain sprinkles, because both Apache and Mabel had droplet marks on their coats. I wish I had a picture!

Nope, the only picture you get is an owl pellet or something. No, my consultants say it’s a mummified rat. Fun things found in the garage.

Lee had to go to Austin today and stopped by a nursery and got me some plants! That’s when I was certain I was over the Wednesday hump. Our porch and patio will look great with the new greenery.

I’m looking forward to tomorrow. I get a cake! And lasagna! Simple things make me happy.

Here’s February in the temperature blanket for 2026. Got through the month with no orange! (Today was orange—over 85°)

PS: I awoke this morning to good election news. That hadn’t happened in a long time! Good primary here.

Happy Homecoming

We were able to stay at our campsite until I was finished working for the day, which was very pleasant. I got a bit of walking in, but mostly worked, even on the drive home. You have to help users with questions!

My favorite bird photo of the day. The chickadees were everywhere and had a lot to say!

We had a couple of adventures on the way home. It appears that the motor home was low on all fluids, so the oil we’d added earlier was not sufficient. We also needed coolant and wiper fluid. We got those at a gas station where Lee also enjoyed a chat with a nice female trucker, who he was able to convince could tow a car like we do. She had such a sweet smile. Sometimes chance meetings can really make your day.

There was another fluid low, the DEF you have to add to diesel vehicles now. As Lee was valiantly trying to pull into the Milano Cefco gas station that dispenses it from pumps, I had to inform him it was closed for remodeling. Now I’ll get to pour some in manually. It’s interesting that they are remodeling the gas station, because it’s only a couple of years old. I guess the newer fancy gas station just down the road is big competition!

Fictional image of Lee handing me the stuff to pour.

As nice as the trip was, it was also good to get home. I was pleased to hear Kathleen’s stories about how she’s been working with the horses and what she accomplished in just a few days. She needs exercise, so she’s whipping them into shape.

She sent me this to show how shiny she got Drew.

She told me that Mabel hadn’t liked being in the round pen today and she jumped it to get to the other horses. I guess that’s proof she isn’t crippled. So Mabel got to spend some time hanging out in the pen by herself. She does look beautiful, though.

I got to work with her a little going back to the pasture, she has work ahead of her but Kathleen says she’s already making progress.

I guess the pen isn’t very high if you’re tall as her.

I also enjoyed my reunion with the turkeys. Darryl Junior was all puffed up and impressed with himself, showing all his glorious tail feathers to impress Connie. I’m glad he doesn’t realize how skimpy his tail feathers are. He will look better when new ones grow in.

Well, I’ve put off election results as long as I can, so I’d better check out the primary results. And I need to see how the war is coming along. As always, I hope the civilians just trying to live their lives can stay safe. I know people on both sides whose homes are shuddering when missiles land. I am so tired of bloodshed.

A Beautiful Day if You Ignore Current Events

I’m gonna say it: I don’t like wars. I don’t like killing innocent people. So, when yet another one is started, apparently quite well planned, and no one tries very hard to stop it, it’s hard to enjoy a lovely day in nature.

This beautiful checkered skipper on a gorgeous smooth phacelia (*Phacelia glabra)* flower tried to distract me.

I wanted to enjoy the outdoors, though, especially after missing out on hiking and birding yesterday! Nature has her way of sneaking into my psyche and making me forget everything except what’s happening where I am in the current moment. I’m so grateful for that!

Carolina Wren serves to amuse and entertain

We enjoyed a quiet morning watching wrens investigate the underpinnings of our vehicles. I sure hope they aren’t nesting in there! Having a second morning with few neighbors was a real treat.

At last I was able to walk down the familiar trails of Lake Somerville State Park. It’s fun to explore new trails, for sure, but it’s equally interesting to see how places you’re familiar with change from year to year or in different seasons.

Today there were many shore birds on the lake, which is still quite low. Hundreds of White Pelicans, various sandpipers, dowitchers, and ducks entertained me. I was proud to ID Northern Shovelers, Green- and Blue-winged Teals, and Mallards by sight. Glad for the binoculars!

The pelicans were too far away for good photos until they decided to change location, when I could get some flight photos. These are all from the phone camera.

I was delighted to find more early wildflowers in bloom than I expected. There was even at least one I’d never seen before! It was like walking through a fairy garden with all the small, bright flowers along the path, including my beloved spring beauties. Ahh. Pink perfection.

I didn’t see any wild mammals but people with fancy trail horses showed up across from us, so I got to enjoy them getting tacked up. The park did fill up today. I sorta got PTSD from my last trip where I chastised Scouts when I saw a big gathering at the next camping area. Thankfully they only had one screamer.

With all the bright, blue sky and pleasant warmth, we ended up staying outside most of the day, just enjoying the peace. It was just what I needed! And to add icing to the cake, Sandhill Cranes decided today was migration day (they are legal migrants) and regaled us with calls for a long time. Safe travels!

Ooh I’m tired. I’m just going to photo dump the butterflies and other birds. See if you know what they are. It’s a quiz!

Survived! I’m an Hour Away from Home!

Note to self: stop blogging when you’re exhausted and have a headache. These stories would be a lot funnier if I were able to think straight.

Short version of my day: complex work events starting early, afternoon break photographing little birds, heading out in motor home, engine issues, successful trip to state park, manageable challenges. And we are here!

I’ll explain the work stuff later. I need to make some decisions. But I will say that “having” to go sit in the birding hut and watch the sparrows feeding made everything much better. All those studies saying nature is good for you aren’t wrong.

It was warm and sunny, so I sat in front of the hut (I will get blinds soon) very quietly. The White-crowned Sparrows weren’t at all bothered by my presence and hopped pretty close to me as they pounced on whatever they were eating. I was able to test out the capabilities of the iPhone 17 Pro camera, and I was not disappointed. At last, no more bird-shaped blobs.

Mostly I took pictures of a few females.

I also got the Great Blue Heron sunning and a House Sparrow thinking about nesting in a hollow fence post, plus an orange sulphur butterfly and a tiny spider .

Eventually we left to go camping for the first time in quite a while. It’s nice to have the family home to watch all those animals. Too bad we spewed oil all over the road. It seemed as if the dipstick wasn’t replaced right. Or we have a worse problem, but Lee got us going and we got to meet the nice man who owns the new Valero in Milano.

What’s she blathering about? I don’t know. Let’s go eat.

Yep. Now we’re back at Lake Somerville State Park in the equestrian camping area, in our favorite site. Being surrounded by trees and birds makes all the trouble worth it. This place is so quiet. I’m looking forward to hiking familiar trails and maybe seeing flowers. I just walked around the camping loop and enjoyed plenty of birds and wildlife.

I also enjoyed the scenery in the late afternoon. There are so many big trees out here in the post oak savanna.

I hope you enjoyed the pictures. I enjoyed walking around and taking them!

This apparently once held a beautiful moth.

Spring Friends

It’s starting to warm up again, and I think this time it’s for good. I’m starting to spot all my tiny flower friends in the fields, and they make for quite a perky carpet in the horse playground.

A new one for the ranch! Broadpod whitlow grass *Tomostima platycarpa*

Another friend showed up today, too! Now you can see how Tipper got its name. Look at the tiny tail tip! Kitty had been surveying its domain from atop the hay bales.

And before I keel over from my long workday, I’ll share Harvey, who was fixated on my empty dinner plate. He likes salmon.

A New Farm Worker?

Busy times and many surprises at the Hermits’ Rest today. I had 5 hours of meetings through early afternoon, so I took a break to relax and enjoy the animals. I didn’t relax, though.

Darryl certainly doesn’t seem relaxed, either.

First I took a big hunk of chickweed over to the poultry pals. They had a little plant party and tossed it all around. That was cute. Not so cute was seeing little moving shapes in the supposedly sealed storage bin for the chicken feed…again.

There’s no denying it. House mice are cute.

I went ahead and fed the birds, dreading having to remove more mice. I left the lid of the bin open to encourage a voluntary exit.

I went back to the bin and removed the four bags of feed. I was happy to see that there was now only one mouse left. The other had flung itself out. They literally flung themselves at the sides of the bin hoping to get high enough to escape. I tried to get the remaining mouse out with a feed scoop, then almost got it to run into a more cup-like scoop. Instead, as I leaned over to encourage it to enter the cup, it jumped on my shirt and ran up my arm! Cute as that was, I admit to flinging it off me. Last I saw it was climbing the screened enclosure to get away.

Soon as we’re finished eating we will look for mice.

I hope it didn’t go near the turkeys and chickens, because they are doing a great job keeping rodents out of their area.

Next, I thought I could go enjoy more peaceful time with the horses. I saw that either Terry had left the tack room door open yesterday or the wind had got it (it no longer latches). That made me a little more cautious as I entered. Good thing I was ready, because I apparently have a new helper in the tack room. Tipper, the black-and-white cat who’s been hanging around for over a month, was lounging in my pink chair.

I thought about it and decided the kitty is welcome there. It certainly will have enough to eat. Maybe at least one of my mouse/rat problems will be lessened. Thanks, new farm worker!

I did get my horse relaxation in, finally. Apache wanted me to rub between his ears and got so relaxed that he started yawning away. He kept it up for five minutes!

Then I looked over where Drew and Spice were hanging out and realized Spice was yawning, too. I guess it’s contagious in horses as well as humans!

We did a Year of the Horse tarot reading in my group tonight, and I got three cards with horses on them!

Equine Encouragement

Good news, the lymph nodes are behaving themselves again. Just a slight hiccup, and that’s all good.

I’d been worrying a bit about the horses’ health, especially since I no longer have anyone to consult when there’s a problem. I really miss having Sara next door when something happens, and not having anyone to help with Apache’s usual spring grass issues is very hard.

So, I was glad when the farrier came today and trimmed all their feet and declared them good. It’s true, Apache has no redness or signs of lameness, and both Mabel’s and Spice’s hooves are less cracked than in the past. Maybe I can take care of them with no help. And I do have Vicki down the road with all her many contacts. I feel reassured.

The best part of the morning was that I let Terry work on Drew alone, and got to spend quality time with Fiona while I watched. Now, I do make sure she gets plenty of interaction, but I hadn’t just hung out with her in a while, thanks to my job lasting later in the afternoon and not feeling a lot of horse joy in the past few weeks.

Today, though, I felt her breathing on my hand and then her little body leaning lightly on my hip. I just rubbed her fuzzy forehead and silky ears and relaxed. She’d tell me where to pet and I’d keep going.

When we moved on to work on Apache, I went in the pen to hold his lead and pet him more (I’d already groomed and hugged on him). Sure enough, I heard rhythmic breathing, then there was a tug on the rope. Fiona had found her way into the next pen for more affection. I indulged.

The years I’ve had with Fiona and Apache sharing their kind hearts with me have been a privilege. Just listening to Fiona breathe calms me (she’s always been a loud breather). And leaning on Apache’s neck while he reaches his head around is just the ideal hug.

The best neck for hugging (Goldie was #2)

I’m encouraged that perhaps I’m ready to get back into more horse activities without feeling sad. I need to get there!

Pain in the Head

I have one of those headaches that nags you all day. Sleep is all that will fix it.

So, no chatty blog today. Tomorrow should be interesting and perhaps pain free.

Good night.

Phones. Can’t Live without Them. Wish I Could

Ok. I’m just about wiped out from my “day off.”I could use more wine but I hit my limit. I do want to sleep tonight, after all.

Empty glass, ready to watch Deep Space 9 and rest my brain.

I spent hours and hours today just trying to make my iPhone Air go away. It had good and bad points, but mostly was long. I spent the first 45 minutes or so chatting with Al, a Vietnam vet with 7 remaining fingers and an attitude that made Lee seem a dream customer. But I got him so settled down that by the time it was his turn, he pleasantly agreed tech support could help him out. I learned a lot about his preferred firearms, his friends with issues, and his precious great grandchildren. It certainly passed the time.

Then I discovered I had to wait an hour to deal with some theft prevention thing. So I went to the lovely Thai restaurant across I35 from the phone store. If you’re ever in Temple, try MeeMee’s Authentic Thai Cuisine. It IS authentic! It has an interesting menu, too.

I only had another hour or so after lunch to figure out every password I’ve ever had and make the proper incantations to the gods and goddesses of cellular networks. I finally have the phone I should have ordered three months ago coming my way.

Really all I want is the macro lens. No more blurry photos…speaking of which, all the sparrows came back today and I got blurry photos of them!

I had so much fun after I got home watching the sparrows bopping around, joined by two rabbits who didn’t care that I was there. That’s exactly what I needed after the stressful phone store ordeal. Nature to the rescue!

Too bad I need a decent phone camera to record all that nature? The joke is on me. I can’t live without them.

Encouraging News Tidbits

I was too tired last evening to write anything, then I didn’t get much sleep last night (Lee lost his phone and used his watch to find it, soon after I fell asleep—that got me wide awake for a few hours). I guess I should have blogged then, huh?

This is what I would have blogged about. My friend Phyllis found it at the thrift store. I guess they aren’t as popular as they once were.

Things have been pretty stable, at least for me and Lee, the past few days, which doesn’t lead to exciting essays. No complaints, though! It gives my mind space to send good thoughts out to others. Bonus!

There have been more signs of spring showing up, like this beautiful early Pipevine Swallowtail that I got some blurry photos of. Hmm, maybe the Presidents’ Day holiday will prompt me to trade my phone in for one with a good camera.

I’ve been seeing sulphurs and a couple of whites, too. I just hope we don’t get another freeze and set things back again. It can happen this time of year.

Most of my weekend will be spent counting birds, as it’s Great Backyard Bird Count time again. I got 60 species today, mostly because all the sparrows are still here.

I’m still here. Enjoy my singing while you can.

Yesterday I would have had over 70 species if I’d believed Merlin. My last capture had parrots, flycatchers that aren’t here this time of year, and some European something. I smartly checked the recording and realized it hadn’t gotten the location from the GPS and was identifying birds of the world. I discarded all those fancy non-Texan birds.

I’m encouraged, nonetheless. I’ll get some real birds, even though it’s going to rain tomorrow (also good news).