RELAXED AND FORWARD: Since 2010, an archive of weekly horse training essays. My dogs say it's their turn now. Happy to oblige, it's all affirmative. Including words from a gray mare on the fine art of aging cantankerously.
Claiming My Space in a New Herd.
I don't think I've ever once checked to see who the actual publisher was of any of the books I've...
Publishers, Beware.
This is my Grandfather Horse. He had a birthday this week--you don't want to know how old his is. He...
Aspiring to a Goat-like Confidence…
In the late 80's, I got asked to a Toad the Wet Sprocket concert by a teenage boy I knew. He...
A Reluctant Reality Show.
Let me start by saying I absolutely hate the idea of reality shows. They first started during a writers strike,...
Uncharted Waters, But Not Lost.
My favorite books are always the ones that tell the story of how it came to pass that we became...
Best and Worst: Balance the Serious.
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was...
Choice and Power.
There's always an argument to feel like a loser. On any given day, it's easy to make a list of...
Words to Live By…
I've been remembering someone who changed my life. He has been gone years now; his name was Micheal, my first...
Editing is the Perfect Diet.
Disclaimer: I'm no Hemingway. I don't write drunk. I fall asleep after one glass of wine--on the sofa, with five...
Thinking About the Paths We Take…
Ralph Waldo, this is crazy-making advice. Because breaking a trail might require a machete or snow shoes or a 75...
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