It's still Summer, I think.

O.K. No, I haven't dropped off the face of the planet, Much to some's displeasure, I'm really still alive. I was talking to Mom the other night,or was it last night, shoot it could have been last week. So going on, we discussed the fact that I haven't blagged all summer, and no thats not a typo, thats exactly how I said it, Blagged.
This summer has been, lets see, can I even find the right word for it? My vocabulary isn't deep enough for anything more than....ah.... Getting out the dictionary...ah.... still nothing..... Nothing... . . . . . . . . I'm 45 ya know . . . . . . .
O.K. I'm gonna have to settle for................ah....................Feverish. Feverish? Where did that come from? O.k. I'll use it
This Spring, I leased out my pasture to the neighbor, who brought over 2 Mares with Colts, It was alot of fun watching them run around the field, learning about a horses life. Which at their age isn't much. We learned where the phrase, "Horse Play " comes from. then 3 weeks ago the grass played out and the horsies are gone..... but they will be back in september. The Colts are very friendly little guys, I spent some time in the pasture with them, the mothers weren't really friendly though. one colt would come up and put his chin on my shoulder,and let me scratch his neck, while the other colt tried to bite me. I think they had a pact going or something.
It's Sure Nice living out of town, The quiet nights, bright stars, the smell of cow manure, not to mention being able to walk out the back door in your skivies. Last night we got to listen to the neighbor baling hay nearly all night long! What a Treat!
Alright it has taken me all day to get this much written,( Dang customers anyway)
And I've gone brain dead for today.
Until next time. . . . . . . . . . . .. . .