Saturday, September 24, 1977

16 eggs today-more than in a while. The chickens now come home with huge crops-larger than baseballs in the case of the Rock Cornish, apparently loaded with acorns, grasshoppers etc. I rode Natchez again today. The high point was that she crow hopped twice, but I didn't fall off. Betty was worried -about spoiling the horse. However, she gave me a B+ for performance under stress.

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