Bill and Juanita, owners of Allenspark Lodge B&B, are living their dream...

running a successful business and riding as often as possible.

Monday, August 4, 2014

This Time of Year

This time of year, Juanita and I are pretty much tied to the lodge.  At least one of us has to be here at all times to check in guests, answer the phone and generally do "lodge stuff".  We can only leave one at a time to do errands and such.  And I can get the innkeeper version of cabin fever after just a week or two.  Out!   Let me out!

So this morning Juanita took a call from the oldest daughter:

"Hello? Oh, hi dear!  What are  you up to today?  Oh, you took time off work to install in your kitchen cabinets?  That sounds like a lot of work for one person. How's Skeeter, your horse?  Oh, That's nice.  Okay dear, we'll talk later"

"Bill, she may need some help putting up the kitchen cabinets they just bought so..."

I'm pretty sure she said something else, but I couldn't hear 'cause the front door slamming shut behind me cut her off.


Kitchen Before


By the time I got to the farm house she and her husband are renting, she already had the base cabinets screwed together.  She told me she was glad to see me as she had just gotten her last long screw STUCK halfway into one of the cabinets.  I got it out, and had brought some more screws, so in no time at all, we had the base together and leveled.  Soon the wall cabinets were hung and ready for painting.  I am not a big fan of painting, and she seems to like it, so we decided to go play with her mustang "Skeeter" and she could paint later.

She done good

Skeeter is coming right along in her training.  Today we visited the chickens, walked down the farm road a quarter mile or so, inspected a large tractor tire.  We also looked at the large irrigation pipe feeding the corn field.

You can't see them, but they are there...

And there we saw toads.

Millions of inch long toads.

Here they are, Bill

Skeeter the horse didn't seem to care about the toads, but it kind of creeped me out.  It was just a day or so ago I was talking to one of our guests at breakfast about the plagues that have hit Colorado in the last few years.

Huge fires.
A plague of insects (Okay, they were pine bark beetles rather than locusts, but they still did a huge amount of damage.)

I said it seems almost Biblical.  All we were missing were frogs raining from the sky.

Toads.  Millions of them.

On the bright side, they may be taking care of the plague of mosquitoes that have been gnawing on Skeeter the horse.

We soon walked back into the corral and did  just a bit of trailer training.  Man, that is one long horse.  She can reach the front of the trailer and eat the hay out of the bunker while keeping her back feet firmly planted on the ground outside the door.

Then she got hosed off, and went for a nice roll in the mud.  It's a horse/hippo/pig thing.

It made for a fun day with the oldest daughter and her horse.

Except for the toads.



  1. Just giggling at the mental image of her going Elasta-Girl in the trailer. And I love that she's so curious. Is she going to have to touch her nose to everything she balks at?

    And toads... gah

  2. If she snorts, starts, spooks, or so much as *thinks* about looking at something cross-eyed, she's got to touch it. 'Cause we're mean that way.

    I was outside the trailer and it was hilarious, she'd stretch her neck as far as she could, and then raise up on her tippy-toes to get just a little more distance to the hay. Once, she almost forgot herself and started to step her back leg into the trailer, but she quickly came to her senses.

    (Poor Jay didn't get a break yesterday - he got home just as I started painting the cabinets, so he jumped right in. Ten hours at work, starting at five am, and then he came home and got put to work for another three hours. Husband of the year, right there.)

  3. LOL. It is bad when cabinetry beckons you running. The pic of you and Skeeter only took me to "Children of the Corn." Whowouldathunk it was toad watching. Great post! I wish I could visit you and Bionic Cowgirl in jail. *sigh* I'm too poor this year but I have hopes for next.


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