We had some business in Dayton this week, so while we were in town, we decided to stop at the shop and load up on sawdust.
We know some guys that have a pattern shop. Their trash collectors do not allow them to put their sawdust in the trash, so we told them we could help them get rid of it... We use it in our stalls. You know how I love to recycle!
We have to make sure we know what kind of wood it came from. Some wood shavings aren't safe to use with horses. And sometimes it's too dusty, so I just spread it around outside.
Looks like the dust collectors blew up before we got there! Normally, most of the sawdust goes into this collector system:
Those black trash bags on the left are filled with sawdust, as is the door under the big funnel-shaped thing. We ended up with seven large garbage bags full of pine dust and shavings. That will top off our bin and get us through the winter.
We don't keep our horses inside much. Maggie stays in at night unless it's really warm out., and we keep her in during heavy rains. The other two only stay in if it's icy out. They have a run-in shelter in the paddock. They don't let Maggie in it.
After we left the shop, we decided to drop in on a friend I used to work with. He lives one block over from my old house in the city. No, I wasn't a country girl until six years ago! I loved the city then. Now, I can't imagine going back!
I always loved the big trees that lined the street.
Fourth house on the left.
It wasn't much, but it was mine! Built in 1907, it was a DIY dream. I left it for the burbs in 1999. Then, after tying the knot with Mr J, we bought some old farm land outside of Xenia. The rest, as they say, is history...
