We’re All Friends
Raven trying to get Hercules to scratch her tummy. I think we’ve finally reached equilibrium on the farm: all the
Raven trying to get Hercules to scratch her tummy. I think we’ve finally reached equilibrium on the farm: all the
This is what our view from the kitchen and deck looks like. This was the first morning that I allowed
I drug (literally, had to drag) Raven over to see the horses today. If we’re going to live as one
Knowing another cold snap was coming, we spent the last few days practically living outside. Poor Kate really misses seeing
Hmm…this looks familiar. Oh, right. Like when she followed him around last time he was fixing the fence. Was there
Ssssttttoooonnneeeyyyy! Come get your blanket on! Usually, I am opposed to blanketing horses. It discourages them from growing a warm
We moved the temporary fence a little further so now I can watch the horses while I wash dishes. Aww…nap
I’ve noticed there aren’t nearly as many stable flies in Indiana as in Iowa but that doesn’t mean the horses
Got started working Dancer again. She hasn’t forgotten everything. (She goes through the five phases quickly and thankfully, there aren’t
As much as I hate to admit it, Stoney is getting older. His teeth have the telltale “old horse” groove
The other day we put up a temporary fence to expand the horses’ pasture. Then Dancer got in trouble. Understandably,
A few days ago, when it was so hot and sunny, we did the one thing that made any sense:
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