Raining out. Enough to ruin my tack and soak me if I rode.
Plan was this. I had a rehearsal for tomorrow's solos in church in the AM. That was fine. Then I had two other jobs to do. One was to go get grain and the second was to mow the lawn while it was dry.
When I got home from rehearsal, I mowed the lawn. Good thing. It had dried out well enough and I did a decent job. But I still have a considerable amount of week whacking to do. I figured I'd get a bit done after the feed trip and then ride a little.
I headed for the feed store and on the way, it started to sprinkle. Fair warning. Got the feed and by the time I came home, rain. It may not continue so I will monitor it. If there is a break, I will at least lunge Tucker and Chance. Not quite what I had in mind, but some work. No point in tacking up only to get wet with the next passing shower.