Saddle Stand.
Boy talk about boring days. Have not done much that is fun to write about. Got to about 40 degrees today, so slowly the snow is starting to leave and the wind is blowing so that hurries it along.
One exciting thing, quite thrilling actually, is that I did see the international space station go across the sky last night. It came right out of the WNW at exactly the time their site said, and went straight across our roof. It was lost in the clouds heading to the SE but it was enough to say I'd seen it. Quite fast, very big and bright, much as Venus looks, and there was still some sunset glow. I suppose if you had a telescope you could actually see the shape of the ISS. I didn't take mine out, and it was fun anyway. I'll try looking again tonight, but we've had hazy clouds all day long, so might not be very successful. I've seen teeny satellites looking like speeding stars many years ago. Usually camping out, looking at the stars you would spot one of those tiny dots streaking across the night sky.
Today I stuck in a picture of the new saddle stand like I said I would a week or so ago. Joe has brought the saddle back out of the barn and I'll take another picture showing the saddle on the stand. This style is rustic, but goes with our paneling and country "decor". The other style they had at the saddle shop had a more panel and board look, and was just as nice. It was hard to choose. There is a peg on each end to put a bridle on. I would like to have my braided rawhide rope displayed too. It was made in the Rawlins state prison years ago. I traded a painting for it with one of our wranglers.
Still feelin' good. The pain I've had under my diaphragm ever since the surgery has diminished noticeably in the last week or so. I'm giving a lot of credit for that to Joan, who has been meditating on that particular symptom by envisioning erasing the spots on the liver with a large white art eraser. YOU GO JOAN!!
