Earning Our Keep

In case you forgot...

or haven't been paying attention...

or simply don't care...

TJ, Riker, and I are living in AZ for the summer.

My grandparents are awesome and are letting us stay at their house.

In exchange for manual labor.

They have a really big yard.

Like, half an acre big.

TJ gets to mow the really big yard.

I get to take pictures of TJ mowing the really big yard.

I thought that was a fair deal.

My grandparents also have horses.

Two, to be exact.

I think they are named Barkley and Jughead.

Don't ask me which is which.

All I know is that they live in the back pasture.

The cute little neighbor girls come over each day to feed and water the horses.

We also are in charge of the irrigation.

Every other week, I have to walk to the back corner of the yard and open the irrigation port so the yards will flood.

I don't like this task for a couple of reasons.

1. The irrigation water is stinky. Once I open the port, water comes gushing out...so I inevitable get stinky water on me.

2. Frogs (or toads...see post here) live inside the port and hop out when it is opened. So far, none of the frogs (or toads...I still don't know the difference) have jumped on me. But if one were to jump out on me, it would cause me to scream and most likely fall into the stinky irrigation water.

Perhaps I will assign this task to TJ.

He can mow the lawn and do the irrigation.
And I will take pictures.

Totally fair.

And because no post is complete without a picture of Riker:

Cute.

The end.