Spring and Horses That Fly Like Kites.
Left: A breathtaking view of Pikes Peak from my pasture. Right: An aerial view (from the...
What the Nightmare Revealed
Everyone did what instinct dictated. The beach was so peaceful. Deserted with not so much as a footprint when they...
Photo & Poem: Second Cup
Second cup of coffee while waiting for light, a second cup while waiting to head out. The horses have thick...
Cantankary: If Not Now, When?
Expecting New Year's resolutions from me? Nope, I'm not the type. I am so thrilled to have survived another year...
Photo & Poem: Letting Him Lead
You were there the day he was born, all ears and knees. You knew him when his hooves were...
Part One: The Future for Horses, a Different Narrative about Herd Dynamics
The first story I remember about herd dynamics was that stallions lived on the rise above the valley to watch...
Calming Signals: How to Show Love
"How do you show your love for horses, then?" A clinic participant asked me at the end of a long...
In Training to Be a Late Bloomer
He was a bona fide dressage master. We were lucky to have him come for a clinic. It was the...
Photo and Poem: No Other
You are wise to not let me see, stoic one. Show not your age, certainly not a weakness. Be...
Calming Signals and Color: Do Horses Understand Laughter?
Every week new research comes out, some more ethically tabulated than others, about science proving horses are intelligent; an...
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