Its called ‘improvising’!

I go thru boots pretty quickly on the farm. I had 2 pairs….each with a hole in just one of the boots–the left one in one set, and the right in the other. Its FAR too muddy for THAT. So THIS set of in-tact, mis-matched boots is good enough until my new boots arrive!!! The horses dont judge….

Amen to dry feet!!!

Between turning the horses out and taking Mav out, I spend the better part of my morning walking around in the cold, wet grass. As you can imagine, having cold and wet feet is no picnic. Problem solved…..Meet my new boots!!!!! Amen. ‘Nuff said.