In our day, Stoney and I won a wall full of ribbons in everything from eventing to dressage to show jumping. Though
Hold on Mamie! The great-grandmother I knew was stern, a bit boring, chastised me for walking her beloved Boston terrier too fast
Though I have trailered quite a few items and animals in my life, I opted to hand the responsibility of
Yesterday, Evelyn wasn’t feeling herself and Kate was fast asleep, leaving only Claire to accompany me on my daily visit
Today I asked Dancer to trot while on her back. Getting on her back was scary. Trotting was scarier. Cantering
This is what a forelock should look like: long and thick (this is after I’ve had to thin and trim
Though Dancer appears plain to some, she is gorgeous to me, sort of like a Black Beauty reincarnate with a
Hercules enjoying a reminder of home. Though we’ve been dislocated from our country home for nearly a month now, there
The battle of wills has begun. I wasted no time after arriving in Lincoln starting work with Dancer. A very
My sister let me clean my bridle at her house. In exchange, I scrubbed out her sink. I think it
Remember a few weeks ago when Evelyn was overwhelmed with anguish that the horses were headed to Nebraska before us?
Herc is one of the last animals still at our homestead. We are nearly animaless. The sheep and goats went
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