Travel Blog: Kangaroos Ahead
Here is another weird thing about my job. I never have any idea where I might end up. First, I...
Travel Blog Photo Challenge: Airport Story
Australia Verson: It's all about me. Me at the Melbourne airport. Me waiting for my flat white, teenager in line...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Story
Standing at his flank, in that sweet curve where his barrel ebbs to the swell of his hip, and gazing...
The Middle Path: Peaceful Persistence
I recently had a spellbinding conversation with a brilliant and beautiful mare. She was very young, not started under saddle,...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Out of This World
You are right to be wary of us, little mare. Your hooded eyes dark and silent, you must be concerned,...
Riders Against Bullies
Railbirds. Everyone's a critic. I'm no fun anymore. I can't go to rodeos, a tradition I...
Travel Blog: Why I Should Stick to Horse Blogging.
Confession: I have zero credibility as a food blogger. Each and every meal we had was spectacular. Nothing less. Even...
Roo: Letting a Horse Be a Horse
I was doing what I do when I lay down at night; mentally taking the late night walk-through, tossing hay...
Travel Blog: A Leap of Faith
I get in cars with strangers. That's me by the airport curb with a suitcase. If things are going well,...
Photo Challenge & Poem: (bitter)Sweet
Volcanic walls hedge the black-silver sand all the way to the sea's edge. Waves clap the shore, misty clouds rising...
Horses Are Pessimists
Your horse is a young horse or a rescue horse or the heart-horse of your life. A mare or a...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Tour Guide
Peeping through a knothole in a pine fence, a wind-worn cheek pressed to splintered wood. Craning to watch a small...
Horses: Technique and Art
"Shut Up and Dance" It was written on one of those little tin lapel pins and my friend wore it...
Travel Blog: Being Here Now
This is the view out the front of my deck: pastures to the ocean. I'm having a rest day, staying...
Travelblog: Being Here Now
This is the view out the front of my deck: pastures to the ocean. I'm having a rest day, staying...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Beloved
Eyes averted, shuffling an invisible walk. A predator who feels like sad prey, trying to pass for normal, trying...
Travel Blog: Whitebait for Lunch
I was watching first-run Star Trek episodes before I ever took a commercial airline flight. I only mention this because...
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