Y’all. This rain. This rain.
By May, we’ve usually had a few days in the 90s. By now, summer is in full swing and we’re all planning all the air-conditioned and water activities we can to stay cool. But not this year. Noooooo.
I’ve lived here for over ten years, and I’ve never seen this much rain at once. For weeks now we’ve had extremely heavy thunderstorms, a day or so of sun, and then buckets of rain again. It feels like Louisiana. I don’t like it.
This has, of course, made equestrians and horses miserable around the area. Most people haven’t been able to ride hardly at all. Even having a covered doesn’t always help, since I know at least one barn in the area who had flooding and storm damage to their property.
I’m luckier than many, because we have incredible footing at my place. If there are close to 24 hours without rain, they can usually get it drug and rideable. So I’ve been able to sneak in rides here or there. I got to ride Sunday/Monday of Memorial Day weekend, and I got to ride last night. I don’t think I’ve ever been so grateful for some random hacks!
Of course, this is hard on the horses—especially Poet. Y’all know I love turnout and think it’s necessary for horses. My barn also prioritizes turnout, but is very careful about both the land and the horses. If it’s super slick and muddy, they keep the horses in so nobody gets hurt. With this much back and forth rain, that means Poet has barely gotten out at all in the past two weeks.
I hate it, but I get it. Horse life here isn’t setup for this kind of weather, especially if you’re on a smaller property that doesn’t have acres and acres of turnout (which most don’t). He still gets out of his stall pretty much every day unless it’s pouring. I’ll go out and handwalk/graze, or if I can’t they will get him out to stretch his legs. But still, it’s hard on any horse… especially a young Thoroughbred.
Unfortunately, we’re due for roughly another 8-10 days of rain. I get so down when I think about it. The weather feels apocalyptic. It feels like climate change is right on my doorstep instead of that scary thing I worry about for future generations. Mostly, I feel bad for my horse. Of course I want to get riding regularly again, but him being up this much feels awful.
Please weather gods, make it stop.