It's the Circle of Life

One cup of coffee down, another to go, and I'm still not perking up.  It was an action packed weekend so that's probably why.  Unexpectedly, we got a break and shot to the head of the roofer's schedule, and were able to get a new roof on the big house at the farm.  Friday night right after they left for the day, we had a wind storm with 60 mph winds and though they weren't finished, the roof never even hiccuped.  I swear, I think we must have had the nicest roofers ever.  They worked like maniacs and never took a break until lunch, and then a brief siesta.  (They even turned off their Latino music for fear it would disturb us.)  Then right back to work.  They were even nice to Sis.  Old Sis truffled around and found one guy's Ritz crackers and was on her way to tearing into a sleeve of them, when I caught her.  She came back later and tried again, after the crackers had been moved up higher.  She's lucky she's not the filling in a burrito somewhere.
                                       
While the roofers worked, Fred washed the big house's windows, before putting on the repaired screens and I did my walk.  Then we both headed down to the little house to trim up the scraggly growth around the little house.  Once that was done, we checked out the caretaker's house and found that a tree in his backyard had split in half, and was lying in the yard, along with another tree that had lost a huge branch in the wind storm of the night before.  Now all we need to do is rent some chain saws from Home Depot and we'll have firewood forever.  Fred also found a beehive in the trunk of a tree somewhere but I've forgotten where.

I think my favorite part of the weekend, other than watching the roof go on, was sitting on the screened porch in a rocking chair, and seeing one of the horses--I think it was 42--walk leisurely into the tank, clomping each hoof in the water, splashing heavily.  He went in up to his belly and then swished the water around, shook, swished some more, and then drank.  This is the same horse that's been spotted going in completely, submerging himself and flipping over on his back, underwater, with his legs sticking out.  Brian saw him do it and couldn't believe it.  This horse is a character and clearly the alpha horse.  The other two--Leo and whatever his name is--are much more hesitant and just posse members.  They are just not quite as out there as 42.  He's the apple and carrot hog, too.

The baby birds in the nest on the porch are hatched--all 5 of them--and should be fliers soon.  I'm ready since they are hanging their tails off the nest, and pooping on the concrete below.   Nothing that the hose can't fix.  When they take off, down will come the nest, but they seem to come back each year to that same exact spot and build another nest.  Cue the Lion King music "...It's the circle of life"....