Starting Back After a Winter's Rest.
It happened last Tuesday afternoon. I was finishing up midday chores and I braced as I came around the side...
Enough with the Bliss-Ninny Platitudes!
Your horse is escalating. His prance is coming apart into a full-blown Flamenco dance with a furious stomp to his...
New Eyes on the Same Ordinary Stuff
I'll tell you about how the first follow happened. She was a young barn-rat of a girl. You know the...
Auld Lang Syne: The Ghost Herd
I've mentioned it before; I still mourn Cochise, that black and white Pinto that Little Joe rode on Bonanza. It's...
How the Barn Became a Church
Were you born in a barn? Not me, but I wish. I lived in the tiny asphalt-shingle house just south...
Looking for a Better Ride?
Let's say you're a middle sort of rider. You aren't a rank beginner; you're comfortable in the saddle but it...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Eye Spy
She sees more than you do, even when she isn't looking. Science says she has the ability to see...
Anthropomorphism. It's a Not Bad Thing.
This week I saw a comment on a great story about a mustang that credited the horse and rider's success,...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Victory
Victory: Every day that I get to stand right here. (Passion is the easy part. Living with it is the...
Are You an Advocate for Horses?
Ruby Ranch's Keira, working with my friend, Amelia. Neglected horses are everywhere in the news lately....
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