Soooo much fun and sooo much work to do before it starts! This year we had so much mowing and weed eating to be done. Going from 8 livestock eating grass to 1 is hard in many was and easier than others. Our camp is Monday through Thursday from 9 to 4. We do crafts, cooking, creeking, and critters. In the afternoons we mostly swim.
Making fresh squeezed lemonaid.
Watching the farrier do his job!




Making homemade ice cream, fairy houses, homemade mac n cheese, our own stepping stones. Learning new camp songs! I swear I have more fun than anyone. But honestly it does leave me a bit exaughsted. So today I sip coffee on the porch, do some laundry, clean up a little here and there. And reflect on how lucky I am to have shared a bit of my time and a bit of this old farm with some very special young people.
Making fresh squeezed lemonaid.
Watching the farrier do his job!




Making homemade ice cream, fairy houses, homemade mac n cheese, our own stepping stones. Learning new camp songs! I swear I have more fun than anyone. But honestly it does leave me a bit exaughsted. So today I sip coffee on the porch, do some laundry, clean up a little here and there. And reflect on how lucky I am to have shared a bit of my time and a bit of this old farm with some very special young people.














My daughter Kelsey in what could have been her last year in 4h I think 8 years ago.with penny.
This past spring with her blanket still on.
Just last year in the summer, she looked so good. Nestle is on the left in this photo.
Doing what she did best giving littles their first ride on a horse. At farm camp here on the farm. And now for the funny parts there always are. Penny was a jumper from a nearby college when she came to us for a 4 h horse so many years ago. She had been poorly trained ( kneed in the side when putting on her cinch). I know this because every time I put a saddle on her she tried to bite me! I have always been gentle with all of my animals. And they know it. Because she never did actually bite me. When I was going through my divorce after 25 years... We rode at the park every Tuesday for a year. She was the best horse ever. Once I got the saddle on her. I loved those rides. Just she and I. We caught the first snowfall, watched the deer, spooked up wild turkey, listened to Cowboys on the trail who never knew we were there. Walked through woods , up and down steep hills, rivers and ravines. I gained so much confidence in myself. She was just a quarter horse. As a little girl growing up in a town, I wanted to grow up and live on a farm with horses. I've had llamas, goats, chickens pigs , a calf, bunnies, doggies and cats. And penny was one of my dreams come true. All of our big animal friends are gone now except for nestle. I already miss penny so much. My daughter is grown now and I really should not get another horse. And make more work for myself. Let's face it livestalk = money and work. But the rewards ... The rewards are plentyful . Till we meet again old girl I will miss you. 










