Migration time

Yep it is that time of year...the migratory period for the giant tumbleweed.

The DOR ran into several herds of them when she had to go to Yakima for jury duty. There were old ones and young ones all on the move. Then there were the giant car stopping ones whose job it is to protect the herd from possible injury from cars as they cross the freeway. One of the giant tumbleweeds took offence to the DOR's car and attacked it. It left scratches on her hood...the DOR is not happy.

You think after hanging around with horses all these years she would understand herd mentality, but it seems she still has a few things to learn.

I really don't like tumbleweed migration season, they look too much like big grocery sacks rolling around. Sometimes they have sacks or other things hitching a ride on them and then they are even scarier to watch. Every once in a while one is light enough to become air born in the wind. That is really worrisome because it might try and land on me, so I have to stay ever vigilant. Salty eats the ones that get caught in the fence, go figure that one when we have hay-even if it is still the second rate stuff that we have to clean up. Harley doesn't care about the tumbleweeds at all. Harley was towing around a tumbleweed that was "pasture skiing" (a version of water skiing) off his tail until the DOR removed it. Freedom will nudge the ones that are not rolling to get them moving on their way, yep it is the herding instinct still active in the old cow horse.

The nice thing about the migratory season is that it is warmer and windy. Both mean I get to keep running around in the winter nekked!

Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR