I had all the best intentions of getting up early to beat the heat. When I woke up and heard the rain and thunder, I decided against it.
Having said that, I still got a lot done by the time the heat really hit. I walked Bert, did Maid Duty, rode and poo picked. By the time I got home, I was cooked.
It felt so good to be back in the saddle again. Well when I managed to get my riding tights on. That was a sticky affair. It was much easier peeling them off. I was rather happy to put my shorts back on.
The World really does look better through these ears…









