Rain rain, go away...

It rained heavily off and on all day. The carefully raked red dirt in our “yard” turned to sticky red mud and deep puddles. Gene and I were both feeling cabin fever so decided to focus our energies on laying the remainder of tile that Barrett and Tony had started. We felt a sense of relief as we placed the last piece in its assigned place. We need to finish the joints and that job will be done. Around 4:30 in the afternoon the skies cleared a bit, so we decided get some fresh air and ride out to look for the 18 red hartebeest we had bought some time ago but never saw. They are a beautiful deep red color about the size of an elk with unusual horns, they resemble a unicorn. Our caretaker said he knew where there had been hiding out and would take us there. We have 4,500 acres of land on our farm and thought we had seen it all. But Danny directed us to a road we had never been on, up over a huge, rocky knoll and down into a beautiful fertile valley we had never laid eyes on. It was alive with all kinds of birds I couldn’t name but there were no red hartebeest that we could see. I guess they are out there for another time and another place but we will find them. On the way home we could see the rain coming in the horizon, the race was on to get to our home before it did. The rain won.