Roger's been playing in the dirt again.

The heavy rains over the weekend created some nice mud bogging situations for Roger to play in and to get Big Red stuck, again.

He had headed to the finca on Monday by himself to transplant some flora, but it wasn't long until his plans changed and he was calling Dimas (our only worker with a cell) to rescue our truck. Dimas showed up with his brother (another of our workers) and a friend. Before long, a cowboy came along and offered to help.

Roger stood back to watch what would happen, but stepped in to stop them when it became apparent they planned to use the horse to free Big Red. The cowboy was positive that if he tied ropes to the poor horses neck and tail, that it would be able to pull the truck from the mud.

It took most of the afternoon to free the truck, but they did it and without killing the horse, too. Roger even got all the plants to the finca. 'Course that meant walking the rest of the way carrying plants, back and forth until it was done.

I sure would have liked a picture of the cowboy on horseback toting my huge vervain plant. We've seen some weird things in our time here, I just never realized we would be adding to the craziness!