this past weekend ali and i put on our work boots and took to the farm. it was a horse weekend. we dished up corn and bran. laid out lots of hay. we rode bareback (we are so hardcore). and to top it off we had to twice daily hose down one of the horse’s recent surgical wounds (he was castrated last week…too much information?). but who can complain too much when they have this view for the weekend?
yeah. it was nice. anne, the head of the horse therapy, took the girls to a wedding of a former staff in kerala this past weekend, and the malstead’s went out of town (the horses live at their place). so they asked their trusty volunteers to step up to the plate. considering my extensive training and experience with horses, it was natural choice. but despite ali’s and my lack of skills, the weekend went pretty smoothly… well, except that one of the horses hurt his ankle. well, it was hurt already but then it was getting better but then it got worse with us there. wait, how did that happen?!
and now i am in the middle of my last week here in ooty. that’s crazy talk.
check out this cutie. this is anik’s (the aftercare manager) son. last week, anik and her family had ali and i over for dinner and a mean game of dutch blitz.
then last night was our last tuesday night dinner with the palm family. to commemorate, there was a musical performance, a fashion/dance show, homemade cards & “favorite rainbow dream” cookies with our initials in icing. we felt special.
tuesday nights were the best.
one of the girls keeps saying to me, “you leave one week didi. soo much feeling. you no leave. go back to america. then back here.” melt my heart. she is giving me even more hugs than usual. how sweet is she?
apricot wren 