Photo & Poem: Soundness

Centering myself behind the horse as he walks away, bent forward with my hands on my knees, staring his hips for unevenness. Listening to his footfalls. Knowing he isn’t quite right, I follow a few steps behind. He’s off but it doesn’t show every stride. The gelding knows I’m watching and the awareness changes his … Read more

Photo & Poem: Spine to Spine

His back is not solid, nerves run between banks of muscle, each vertebra linked to the next, from the base of his skull to the end of his tail. A horse’s strength is rhythm, each hoof initiating a wave when it takes to the air, a surge of energy rolling up through his hind, my … Read more

Riding: If We Can’t Feel It, We Can’t Fix It.

    After the last blog, a friend/trainer thought legs should have been mentioned. Or as she put it, “‘The Mechanical Leg?’ It taps and bumps and wiggles and kicks and urges the horse along just due to habit and maybe some well-intentioned but less well educated former trainer’s instruction.” She’s totally right. Over the … Read more