Photo & Poem: Calendar

Tufting the Corgi Do I need a sweater? The evening air has cooled thinner, the time on the clock doesn’t match the light outside. An orange dog jumps up, not quite small enough for a lap, fidgeting a spot close but looking away, air-licking anxiety. Is he seven now? A few soft barks, his toenails … Read more

Riding: If We Can’t Feel It, We Can’t Fix It.

    After the last blog, a friend/trainer thought legs should have been mentioned. Or as she put it, “‘The Mechanical Leg?’ It taps and bumps and wiggles and kicks and urges the horse along just due to habit and maybe some well-intentioned but less well educated former trainer’s instruction.” She’s totally right. Over the … Read more