I wouldn't have done it. Today it was over 100 degrees AGAIN. The ground is crunchy with parched grass. The pine trees are losing their needles. The gum tree's leaves are turning. It is unholy hot out there. For the 13th day in a row.
And today was the first day for "fall" riding lessons. Now, my daughter, whom I'll call "Lily" because that's not her name but one she likes, has had a riding lesson almost every week this summer. So you would think she could miss riding in 100 degree heat.
You would be thinking wrong. She went. No one died. I may have to put a salt block in her room, though.
Oh. And I had to haul the horse to the lesson. That is right, all you soccer moms who think that driving your child to practice and games is a hassle. I have to take child and horse to the lesson, or horse shows, or whatever. I drive a Prius when I am in "normal" mode. When I'm in Horse Mom mode, I drive an '84 Suburban named Ben (Sub-urb- Ben, get it?) who has quite the drinking problem (don't ask about my mpg -- I wouldn't dream of calculating it), pull a trailer and deliver both daughter and horse to her destination. I coddle Ben. He is an old man pulling a heavy load. And you know about old people and heat.
But Ben made it too. With any luck, we'll either get rain, a cool spell or preferably both. In the meantime, we get to watch the hay crop dry up in the field, and look forward to another winter of astronomical hay prices.
I'm really sorry about the heavy rains in other parts of the country. Wish we could trade!
Take care, wherever you are.
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