
The Front
Our humble abode. In case you’re wondering what the front of our house looks like, here you go. Weird, yes
Our humble abode. In case you’re wondering what the front of our house looks like, here you go. Weird, yes
While reading a biography of Abraham Lincoln, I discovered the martyred president and our family have something in common: Indiana
Happiness to a horse is green grass. One of the first projects we started working on upon moving to our
Our big gelding turned eighteen today. Stoney’s birthday party was rather mild, with rolled oats, molasses, carrots, plenty of green
The flowers are out in full bloom… …and good thing too. The bees are enjoying a bee buffet… …which means
Patience is walking a horse back to the paddock, only to be yanked to a stop every two feed while
Jack and the girls make awesome travel companions. They slept at least six hours of our ten hour trip back
A family wedding brought us back to Nebraska for an extended weekend. Usually, I devoted at least some of the
Like Iowa, Indiana has no trouble growing grass. That is fortunate for people who love to mow and animals that
Yesterday, we made a mad dash to bring the horses home. We had worked long and hard all week, setting
Our neighbor tells us this was a mud wallow for pigs a few years back. That explains a lot. It
It’s not the horses dragging their own posts for their fence. Here, Jack is the beast of burden. Oh, the
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