Horsewoman, Has Your Neighborhood Gone to the Dogs?
I traipsed across Minnesota and North Dakota through factory farms and cemeteries this summer. Trying to link childhood memories with...
Can We Talk About Our Gray Mare Future?
I've been pondering two conversations about horses lately. They aren't very cheerful and I always know, no matter what I...
Cowboys and Liberals
When people talk about the romance of farming, I think they've watched too much TV and read too little Steinbeck....
False Spring and the Dying Gasp of Winter
Have you been hibernating? It's a smart choice, but time to wake up. The geese are back. I've been courting...
Calming Signals and Playing Poker with Horses.
I can't remember my age when I first saw Dogs Playing Poker, the famous painting by Cassius Marcellus Coolidge. It...
How To Become a Horse Whisperer
In fifth grade, they pulled us out of class for hearing tests. They clamped skinny black headphones on us and...
A Problem with the Word “Connection”
I feel it in my bones like a rusty joint before a rainstorm. An itch that flopping around in a...
The Home Barn and Separation Anxiety
May I brag? I have that strange career where I travel a lot, see beautiful country as a routine part...
Nube: What Retirement Means
And so, Nube [pronounced new-bay] retired in limbo. Undiagnosable. Sometimes, the solution for a long-running struggle is to just stop...
Affirmative Anxiety
For as often as we've watched horses run and thought them the most beautiful of all creatures, we should know...
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