The New Year's Resolution that Matters.
It’s been a great year. I’m thrilled to say no one died–kind of a miracle–all ages and infirmities considered. And something was born, in a big way.
It’s been a great year. I’m thrilled to say no one died–kind of a miracle–all ages and infirmities considered. And something was born, in a big way.
How can you tell your horse is going through menopause?
Disclaimer: This isn’t a review. And generally, I am not much fun at equine events.
I came in from the barn yesterday with a Thanksgiving hangover. I confess I’m a glutton. I totally over-indulged in the hairy abundance of the day. We have company here for the holiday. They are in our extended herd. We use that term pretty freely around here. If you have fur, or have ever liked … Read more
Dog Day Dressage is teetering between elite, classical training principles and joining the ducks in their wading pool, maybe without even changing the water first.
We don’t have a lot of signs on the prairie, besides the liability sign that says riding is dangerous. We all know that, wear helmets and ride anyway. The real sign to watch is always the sky. It’s tornado season in the Midwest and they begin here as thunderstorms, not as dangerous but still violent. … Read more
If you rode as a kid, ignorance was bliss. It helped to bounce well, believe in magic, and love horses more than Christmas. Fear existed then, it just had a high-pitched, whiny voice that no one listened to.
I was at a barn recently, talking to the manager about a client who would be hauling her mule in. A rider standing by wanted warning ahead, her horse (or someone riding her horse) didn’t like mules. A couple of weeks later that same rider told me that my music spooked her horse. She said … Read more
Ah, Spring! When a young girl’s thoughts turn to… horses. Just like old girl’s thoughts, and just like every other day of the year. Horse-crazy girls are a consistent bunch. Most of my clients are adults, but now and then, I get a young rider and I love it. It’s nice to be reminded. This … Read more
My hay guy got a new truck- a pristine dually in a pearlized-platinum color, with near Porsche-like lines. That big diesel engine hums like a finely tuned tank. If Tony Soprano had a truck, it would look like this. I liked it even more the second time I saw it, muddy and mussed. Should a … Read more