Writing and Riding
Happy New Year. It's my ninth year of writing this blog about riding. Thank you for reading along, and I...
Photo & Poem: After Snow
This night snow floats down, each flake so light that it doesn’t land so much as hover precariously over fence...
Ta-Da! Join Me at the Barn.
Who knew I would love giving clinics this much? In the past, I've always done a scant few a year...
Photo & Poem: Calming Signal
inhale light exhale peace ... Every good wish from our herd to yours, with gratitude for all you have given...
Calming Signals from the Saddle.
Say you're learning to read calming signals, so naturally, you're scrutinizing your horse. Staring like a coyote. Very quietly...
Calming Signals and "Happy" Horses
Blog I'm now officially calling this my Loudmouth Party-Pooper Series. Today I'm writing about love and happiness, for horses, not...
Calming Signals and Sensitive Noses.
"But My Horse Asks Me to Maul His Nose." I had questions about my loudmouth party-pooper post last week where I...
Photo & Poem: Old Bones
A night so frigid the snowstopped at midnight, the farmdark under thick clouds. Hetakes a shallow breath, hopingto warm...
Photo & Poem: Moonlit
The path north to the barn, icy mud slick with decomposing leaves, as a spent season slips away under the...
Calming Signals and Pressure.
Pressure. Even the Word Makes My Head Explode. Remember that circus old-time act with lions and tigers? We were supposed...
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