
Thursday Thoughts #106


They left two days ago. Gordon is driving and Bert is riding shotgun. They have safely reached their first destination on their way back to Idaho, which they will reach on Friday.
Do you know where the term ‘riding shotgun’ came from? It came from the early days of stagecoach travel in our
A bodyguard sat beside the driver of the stagecoach. This seat was on the top and outside of the coach, on a wagon seat made for them. His job was to keep safe the valuables, known as the strongbox, from bandits and/or hostile Native Americans. If there was no armed man riding shotgun, this usually signaled only passengers were on board.
Watch any old good western tv show, and there will surely be an exciting scene of a stagecoach attack by bandits. The team of horses running wildly, the driver urging them on as the cowboy riding shotgun turns every unbelievable way to ward off the bandits, while beautiful women scream inside the stagecoach (it’s always more thrilling with screaming, frightened women!). It sure makes for a thrilling hold-up.
So there you have it. Gordon is driving, Bert is riding shotgun. Happy, safe travels you guys.







Saturday, June 30th, was a fun day here on the farm. We held a Summer Horse Camp 101 during the morning from 9:30-noon. Our six wranglers ranged in age from 5 to 11 years old. Some with horse experience others with none.
Three adults for the six wranglers worked very well for us. A close eye must be kept on everyone around horses.
Children and horses go well together, so long as the horse does not have a fractious disposition and is well handled. I have had horses over the years I would not trust with children. However, our animals are well child-proofed for they have been around children all their lives.
As my dear horse-owning friend says, “You can trust these horses, and you can’t trust these horses.” True, so true. Horses are a preyed upon animal and as such are naturally wary. They must be taught to trust humans. Children are terrific at teaching horses to trust us.
That being said, we must always have “our horse brain on” when working around these big strong animals that are able to spook faster than we can blink an eye. We must think like a horse instead of wanting/expecting our horses to think like a human.
Talking of these things while petting them, walking around them, and riding them seemed interesting to our wranglers. They enjoyed a brief bareback ride around the stalls, learning how to measure them in hands, learning the points of the horse and taping, with masking tape, the points directly on the horse.
Snacks fueled the wranglers for the last part of camp. Pony rides on High Hope and Duke, and painting the ponies!
One mom said if we were having another camp, they would come again. Perhaps we will!










Or should I say Friday thoughts? 😂

Had we stepped into Alice in Wonderland, I wondered? It surely felt like it while visiting Ladew Topiary Gardens in Monkton, MD recently.
A wonderland at every turn awaits visitors. ‘It is amazing what money can do‘ rings loud and clear at this beautiful estate. One visit can scarcely take it all in. In fact, it did not for us. We will need to make another trip to tour the lovely country home.
Harvey S. Ladew purchased the property in 1929. He enlarged the home and added the gorgeous, magical topiaries. He loved horses and foxhunting. Indeed, there is a topiary fox hunting racing across a field including a horse and rider jumping a hedge!
We only toured the gardens on this first visit. Another trip will be planned for a guided house tour.













The Garden House at Ladew Topiary Gardens, Monkton, MD. A gorgeous place to visit!
Note about this post: I failed to post my Five Minute writing prompt for last week, and have decided to make it my Thursday Thoughts post for today. And now, back out to the garden.
This quote came straight into my mind when I saw our Five Minute Friday Writing Prompt word for this week—-COVER. I do not know who said it. If any FMF friends know, please tell me. Thank you.
What God covers man uncovers. What God uncovers man covers.


This ongoing question at our house never seems to tire out. We have fun asking folk which do they prefer? Which then always leads to the next obvious question; what is your favorite pie or cake?
It makes for interesting talk. Invariably answers include childhood memories. Often it depended on their mommas and what they baked for them.
I have baked both because my main squeeze, Bill, prefers fruit pies while I choose cake. My favorite cake is Chocolate Cake with Mocha Icing. Bill’s favorite pie he says, “Undecided, between cherry or blueberry”.
If I had to choose a pie, Blueberry would be it.
There is a close runner- up though, and that is Strawberry Pie. Made from local berries. This Spring has been a lovely season. Cool and lots of rain. Strawberries came in early. They are very good.
My dear friend gave me some from her patch, so I decided a strawberry pie was in order. May I say it was delicious? Fun and easy to make too.
Which do you prefer? Pie or cake?





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