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Oct. 21st, 2004 12:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
which_chickHorses today were somewhat damp -- it's about fifty and misting out. Mezcal and I worked almost exclusively on feet. The front feet work great, now. The back feet are coming along much more slowly, so I thought about that a bit to see if I could discover why we weren't doing as well with them as we were with the front feet. I suspect that some of my lack o' progress with the back feet has been due to the fact that Mezcal apparently thinks she is supposed to move her whole body when I go to pick up one foot. I mean, hell, that's what she DOES when I go to pick up one foot. I guess she does this because when I go to pick up the foot, nothing happens, so I nudge her over with my shoulder to shift her weight off the foot. While this DOES get the foot in question off the ground (YAY), it has also apparently made Mezcal think that she is supposed to be moving her whole body sideways (BOO). I am not sure why I didn't figure this out sooner. Maybe I'm slow-of-thinking. Anyway, to fix the problem, today we worked on picking up her foot, only that foot, without moving the rest of her body. I think we made some headway... I'm not sure. We'll try again tomorrow. Nick and I went for a walk and played in traffic. Neither of us died. We may do that again tomorrow, on the grounds that I could stand to lose a few and taking the horse for a walk counts as exercise and may actually improve her mind.
I went to the grocery store last night to rectify the lack o' food in my house. At the grocery store, there were Stayman Winesap apples (these are the one, true pie apple on the planet) from Portland, Oregon. Now, I don't have a particular objection to Portland or Oregon or even apples from those parts even though they are clearly not as good as apples from these parts. (I live in south-central PA, not horribly far from York County, apple-growing capital of the world. Importing apples to here is a lot like bringing coals to Newcastle.) My particular objection starts with the fact that Stayman Winesap apples grow in these here parts, not twenty miles away. My objection continues with the observation that Stayman Winesap apples are in season RIGHT NOW. My objection concludes with the bald fact that this particular grocery store has blue Hubbard squash (locally grown) and long neck pumpkins (also locally grown) and, in their respective seasons, broccoli, corn, summer squashes and tomatoes that are all locally grown. So... what the fuck is up with these apples from Portland? I did not buy them. I went to the Mile Level Market and bought half a bushel of authentic, native Stayman Winesap apples (they're huge this year -- it was the rain) for eight bucks.
I went to the grocery store last night to rectify the lack o' food in my house. At the grocery store, there were Stayman Winesap apples (these are the one, true pie apple on the planet) from Portland, Oregon. Now, I don't have a particular objection to Portland or Oregon or even apples from those parts even though they are clearly not as good as apples from these parts. (I live in south-central PA, not horribly far from York County, apple-growing capital of the world. Importing apples to here is a lot like bringing coals to Newcastle.) My particular objection starts with the fact that Stayman Winesap apples grow in these here parts, not twenty miles away. My objection continues with the observation that Stayman Winesap apples are in season RIGHT NOW. My objection concludes with the bald fact that this particular grocery store has blue Hubbard squash (locally grown) and long neck pumpkins (also locally grown) and, in their respective seasons, broccoli, corn, summer squashes and tomatoes that are all locally grown. So... what the fuck is up with these apples from Portland? I did not buy them. I went to the Mile Level Market and bought half a bushel of authentic, native Stayman Winesap apples (they're huge this year -- it was the rain) for eight bucks.
