Mustang Saga

I'd had the same old phone for years now. It didn't take pictures or slide or have a touch screen or turn into Superman. But it was good and sturdy and I could trap it between my shoulder and my ear so I could talk hands-free. That is a long lost design spec, as phones are getting smaller and more streamlined and slick. But I traded it in. John offered me a new phone, one that the stores had used and were done with, so it was free. It slides two ways, has a full keyboard, and still doesn't have any games worth playing. I'll have to figure out how to add a game to it for those times I'm waiting in the car for someone. Anyway, now that I've bored you to death - my point, which really isn't that interesting.

I used my cellphone camera for the first time to get a picture of my horse. I shall call it, "Mom, please don't make me go through the pond again."
We went on a long ride today but we didn't go far. I spent a lot of time chatting with the neighbors. They're nice.

Tonka was a nervous nellie today. He was convinced a round bale at the neighbor's was going to eat him up. Then he thought there were probably crocodiles in the pond. And all sorts of smaller ankle biting vermin in between. With very sharp teeth. Such as scraps of garbage on the side of the road. He's a dork. But he's a lovable dork.