The whole time shift thing has outlived it's original purpose and has become nothing more than a governmental plan to keep me off balance. Takes my system a couple weeks to reset and the fog lifts, but not my horses! My horses are pretty vocal about eating, down right enthusiastic. They want it when they want it, NOW not yesterday and keep it coming. The down side of living with me is everyone eats when I can get to it, horses first and always before I do. With an ever changing schedule there is No Routine. That's life at Monte Cielo. Yours in Anarchy, Qtrpony aka Phoenix

oh come on now HDG...a few more years and you'll be eligible for the ES Hall of Fame...Do a few autograph signing sessions, write your cyber-memoirs, schedule a book tour - ya know, finally be something more than just another screen name... >m<

Geeez...I give a dissertation explaining the Mayan calendar and someone in the back asks "What day is today...?" lol >m<

Yep..it is.

Is it spring ahead and fall back?

TIME HAS COME TODAY... Daylight savings time- Just the mention of it throws me a bit to the wrankled side. Why do we still do it? Why do some states still practice the time-honored tradition while others don’t give it the time of day? Questions for another time... My horses are the biggest reason for my time-yank objection. You see, they know nothing about daylight savings time. When it comes to feeding time, they do not respect, observe or have any patience for springing or falling. Back when I was participating in the 9 to 5, me and the boys (my horses) had no choice. At the particular time of the time change, they either got fed an hour earlier or later in the morning and an hour earlier or later in the evening. My job adhered strictly to the saving time rules so me and the ponies sucked it up and endured the time manipulation madness. Neither of us minded the feeding being done an hour early of course, but the hour later feeding was always accompanied by an hour of pitiful stares, woeful whinnying and a general disbelief that they could be so quickly abandoned and mistreated by their usually reliable and steady owner. It is my experience, that we as humans, tend to take the individualized hour mostly for granted. Unless of course we drive up to a store who's hours sign indicates they don't open for another hour or if you are down to the last hour before your dentist appointment. I say this because most everyone adds an "or so" to the hour: "I'll be there in an hour or so..." "It'll only take an hour or so..." But to horse owners and to specifically their horses, an hour can be a lifetime. If you don't believe me, tie your horse to a hitching rail for an hour or stick him/her in a parked horse trailer for an hour. Try riding the horse out for a half hour and then purposefully take an hour coming home on the same trail. Yea buddy, that's what I'm talkin about. Oh, for those horse owners who say: "Oh no, my horse is the best at burning an hour doin nothing but waiting...", you might want to check its pulse. Now, here, I must add that my horse might be fine tied to a rail for an hour or standing in an unmoving trailer for an hour but here's the rub - Training purposes not withstanding, I'm not. I begin to get the ol' equine guilt. Yea, you know what I'm talking about: That "Aw, poor horsey" feeling that creeps into your brain if you're able to imagine yourself in the horses hooves. If you have the ability to shun equine guilt or it is something foreign to you, well lucky you... So, I do everything I can to avoid equine guilt and generally I succeed. Sometimes I get home later than normal at which time the horses get fed later than normal but I don't feel any serious equine crime has been committed and to date, I have not come home to find one or both of my horses laying hooves up with starvation being the cause. All that said, every spring and fall, the equine guilt is thrust upon me whether I like it or not - One little short human hour, one large equine hour/ lifetime in the form of "Where the hell is our food...?" >m<

Yea buddy...The "draggers" are few n far between these days. On the bright side, I'm stayin close to even with the creepin and inconspicuousness by using wisdom and patience. I do have to use both sparingly because I only have a limited supply of either...>m<..

Monte, great segue lol, and two great examples of how time creeps up and very conspicuously changes the balance. Its those darn inconspicuous periods of time that leave me scratching my head wondering, what happened, things just arent like they used to be ? As far as time...Im thinkn' times like a river with a beginning and an end, and im in a boat with no anchor ! An uncle at his 60th birthday party commented, "Man there clickn' off now", that realization has moved into my address too. Come to think of it, I havnt had a day or a week "drag on" in long time. Roperrr2, we need an anchor, its just that simple !

Have some memories,and sayings about where time has gone, some worth remembering and some not so much. More concerned about how to slow her down for the future lol.

Speaking of ice cream, 2 things happened yesterday, all at once but not at the same time that made me feel old. I was an innocent bystander but directly effected, just the same. First, my younger horse chased the older one off his feed. For as long as I have owned the two, it was always the other way around. Alas, a changing of the equine guard. Where has the time gone...? Second, my faithful pup of many years, for the very first time, asked for help getting into the truck. OK, he didnt come right out and ask but he put his front paws on the running board and then turned his head back and just looked at me. In dog speak, that's -"Hey pard, how bout a hand here..." Where the hell has the time gone...? >m<