Training Advice for Horses in the Spring
Photo & Poem: Body Voice
One horse flicks his ear, still grazing, another pauses his jaw, his tail still amid flies. The mare lifts her...
Horsewoman, A Computer Can Smell Your Fear…
We are horsewomen. We muck 13,505 pounds of manure a year... per horse, and you know we don't own...
Photo and Poem: Spring Thaw
The air hung heavy, strangely moist for a desert prairie. Dense fog as rare as raindrops. The ice on...
Let Perfection Go. Try Consistency.
Here is a shortlist of the things horses don't understand: Sarcasm. Exploitation. Shaming. Guilt. Drama. These are human behaviors that...
Photo & Poem: Two Women
I had the window seat on an early morning flight to Tucson. In the row ahead were two women. I...
Riding a Princely Trot
Is your horse uncomfortable in the trot? He might toss his head or maybe his strides are short and choppy....
Photo & Poem: Coyote Run
Ancient mountains send coarse sand and sharp stone down, just pebbles at a time, to leave us unsteady on our...
Walk, The Queen of Gaits
Some riders keep to the walk, a sweet sashay that's almost a lollygag. They want their horse to stay...
Photo & Poem: Pride
She has no time for gentle words and soft hands primping her mane. The broad-chested mare may allow a stiff...
Escalation: Finding the Thing Before the Thing.
It feels like you wake up in the middle of a movie, one of those thriller-action plots that have too...
Photo & Poem: Natural. Magic.
The young visitor stared at the bay mare’s mane. “Would you like to brush her?” I ask. Sending the...
The Next Horse: Remounting after the Hardest Fall of All
This perfect horse of yours has been with you since he was young, or you got him near...
Photo & Poem: Hunger Moon
Fresh snow fell yesterday and more will come tomorrow, but in the still between-time, a full moon sits high in...
Spring and Horses That Fly Like Kites.
Left: A breathtaking view of Pikes Peak from my pasture. Right: An aerial view (from the...
Photo & Poem: Hand-Me-Downs
Leota would send a note warning that she’d put something in the mail and we waited. She was a...
Calming Signals: Sleeping with a Reactive Dog
I don't mind bragging; I've slept with some very fine dogs in the course of my long and...
Photo & Poem: To Soar
Alone in the sky, her broad wings create their own horizon, as she...
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