Go Ahead, Touch My Nose

I know you want to.  Hope's Desire allowed me to  pet her.  Her human is older than me, has osteoporosis, and still rides, even though everyone tells her she's either brave or crazy.  She's had several riding injuries: broken ribs, a broken hip, a hip replacement, and was tossed by HD onto her head, but she keeps on riding anyway because she loves it.  She now has some kind of inflatable air cushion/pillow that pops open on the ground like an auto's airbag to protect her if she's jolted off the saddle.  In the extra, she's taking off HD's muddy boots after a ride.  Thought the nose was good for Silly Saturday.

A good hike with fellow TA and buddy TM, who has yet to fully recover from a terrible bout of shingles after 16 weeks and 2 days (and he's counting!)  We took the AB Williams bridle path to the overlook where we fed the birds, then did the Sylvan Loop since it was such a lovely morning.

SR came to dig up my flower garden and turn the soil.  He helped Mr M with moving the heaviest of new sandstone pieces from a pallet full that Mr M bought.  SR started the gravel, stone, and rock theme in our yard and Mr M is on fire with it now.