Photo & Poem: After Snow
As soon as the sun is a quarter high…
Anna Blake
Ta-Da! Join Me at the Barn.
On the cutting edge of the 1990’s.
Photo & Poem: Calming Signal
Training/Life
Mucking on Winter Solstice
Just a bi-ped with a muck fork
Photo & Poem: Dark Solstice
Without Them
Calming Signals Aren't Calming
The Real Loudmouth Party-Poopers of Infinity Farm
Photo & Poem: Not Allowed
Lines not crossed.
Calming Signals from the Saddle.
Engage your senses and listen.
Photo & Poem: Ice
Clouds Fall
Calming Signals and Equine Stress
My working definition of stress is being alive.