The heat wave continues, with temperatures expected to hit 30 degrees once again. The difference today? Smoke. Lots of it.
I headed out shortly after 8 to toss hay to Roo and Hank, who had just woken up from his morning nap. Back inside, Wednesday's blog was finished and Tuesday's was finally published.
With the coolest part of the day still ahead of us, it was time to get moving. I hand-watered planters and pots while S put the Fireball back in the garage. Once it was safely tucked away, I put all the furniture back in place and gave the garage a good sweep on that side.
The round pen was next on the list. After a bit of poop picking and enlisting Harley's "help," Hank was caught and moved over to the east paddock for some grazing and visiting time with Miss Mac.
Meanwhile, S finally installed the hot tub control panel after months of using only his phone. It's funny the little projects that sit on the list for months before finally getting checked off.
I spent a little time giving my childhood Mexican saddle some much-needed hydration with my beeswax hemp oil butta while S worked on organizing volunteer information and passes.
The guest room also received some attention today. Mom's beloved flannel sheets were swapped out for cotton ones in this warmer weather.
Before long, we were off to town. First stop: UFA, where we purchased the new horse shelter that will hopefully be delivered next week. No more shop door kept open nor chance of Roo getting into the barn area and equipment. Hank will be joining her in the diet pen.
An iced coffee was mandatory before heading to Costco.
S spent much of the drive entertaining himself by trying every button on the steering wheel—a luxury that comes with a longer trip. There was a light mist falling when we arrived and again when we left, although it was more of a dust attractant to our car.
Naturally, we left Costco with a full cart.
Somehow, among the groceries and necessities, a paddle board found its way in. I asked S if he planned to fill the pit with water.
Back at home, after unloading groceries, we enjoyed one of my favourite easy suppers: rotisserie chicken and salad.
Then it was right back to work.
Another bed was stripped and fresh linens put on while the garage received even more attention. There was sweeping, laundry, and general tidying while S took both the car and truck to fuel up and give them a rinse on the parched lawn. Hand weeding, poop wagons emptied and things put back away rounded out more hot dusty smoky annoying mosquito chores.
Outside, the bugs were relentless. Poor Miss Mac spent much of the evening exercising herself around the paddock trying to escape them. Hank's dusty round pen seemed considerably more appealing by comparison. I offered to move her, but she declined the invitation.
As the evening wore on, the smoke seemed to thicken. B had worked a day shift so she could play baseball in the evening and stopped by around 9:30 to feed horses. Impressively, she caught Mac in under three minutes tonight—a far cry from where we started. I suspect Mac was more than ready to return to the bug-free dust bowl and her little friend Hank.
We settled in to watch Mile One, Chapter One with yogurt bowls in hand before attempting the second movie in the series. This time, however, I was the one who couldn't make it through.
I called it a day before the movie did.
Looking back, today felt like one of those classic summer days—heat, smoke, Costco, and a seemingly endless list of chores. But tucked in among the laundry and grocery bags were a few milestones too: a horse shelter ordered for the barn paddock, a hot tub panel finally installed, and Mac continuing to trust us a little more each day. And somewhere in Alberta tonight, there's a brand-new paddle board waiting for a body of water. ❤️
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