Calming Signals and the Thing We Call Stubborn
In celebration of Edgar Rice Burro's birthday, he's asked me to rant a bit about the thing humans call stubborn....
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: Old Bones
A night so frigid the snowstopped at midnight, the farmdark under thick clouds. Hetakes a shallow breath, hopingto warm...
Photo & Poem: Ghost
Her big sister won a contest, sharing breakfast with minor horse celebrities, so this shy red-haired girl with glasses...
Photo & Poem: Surviving Vulnerability
Dark eyes, older than her years, the horse’s shoulder shows damage, thick scars and a stilted gait, the opposite...
Heart Horses
"He's my Heart Horse," she says by way of introduction. A hush falls over the room. Or maybe that's just...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Prolific
Pray his back is broad, strength needed for the precarious load he bears, the seesaw blessing and curse of a...
Photo Challenge & Poem: A Face in the Crowd
It's the ninja cat skirting the shadows, hesitating, then moving on a silent path, leaving no trace. Or the...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Transformation
The old gelding's eye sockets are hollow or maybe he's pulled his gaze inward. Once a trumpet blast of...
Photo Challenge: Windows
Has it been a year? Scanning the pasture from the kitchen sink, I don't see your swayed back. A...
Photo Challenge: Shiny
Birdwatching in the dark is an art best practiced with no yard light. Start just after the colors are...
Photo Challenge: Elemental
I remembered to sink the corner post deep, filled the hole with Quikcrete, and topped it off with dirt. Then...
Part One: The Strong Silent Type (Of Horse)
I've said it before: While growing up, I saw She Wore a Yellow Ribbon more often than I saw my...
Remembrance: Someone's Always Dying
It's that weird week between the holidays. I never know what day it is so I mess up scheduling around Christmas,...
Going the Full Heart Distance: Saying So Long
It's deep fall here on our farm. Most of the leaves are gone; Canada geese are on the wing. Each...
The Best Reasons to Stop Riding
I think I've heard all the clichés about change that I can stand. At a certain age, we don't...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Quest
Go the distance. Do it with grace or do it ugly, because some days that's what your best looks like. It...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Edge
It's that time of day/ year/ life. Balanced close enough to the edge that gravity goes pastel light and the...
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