It is Christmas morning, I got the turkey on the smoker about 2 hours later than I should have, and the cat keeps trying to tear down my tree. No matter though, it is a beautiful day in the desert. The ponies are in the pasture each with a pile of hay since the grass is pretty much gone right now. They are quite happy.
The dogs all got a little extra in their bowls this morning. We have opened presents already. Didn't take long, as this year was small and private. I got TC a neat little book called The Secret Lives of Dogs, which he seems to be very excited about. Simon got what he has always wanted. A little motorcycle. A "Vintage" 1986 Honda CT110. They are unloading it from the back of the pick up as I type this.
But presents isn't really what Christmas is about. It is about family and friends and they shall all be descending upon us a little later today.
We took a nice ride yesterday which was my Christmas present to myself. The weather was unbelievably nice. I was able to ride in short sleeves.
|Simon is trying not to break his neck while breaking off some dead limbs for his fire pit.|
For now, it is time to get my butt in to cook mode!
Mostly though I just wanted to wish everyone a safe and Merry Christmas, and hope you are spending time with loved ones.