Photo Challenge & Poem: Serene
The cowboys I knew didn't dress like the movies. No neckerchiefs or fancy Mexican spurs. They wore easy smiles under...
Calming Signals and Pain
First, last, and always, make sure your horse is sound. That's the warning that any decent equine professional gives...
Getting In Cars with Strangers
My mother told me not to, but I do. I get in cars with strangers. More often than you'd think....
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...
Thanksgiving from a Cowboy Girl
You could tell it was the 1980's because I'd done something with my hair that made me look like a...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Experimental
They live with us now, hooves half in their own history and half in ours, so closely inbred that our...
Trust: A Suspension of Disbelief.
You love horses. No, you really, really love horses. Because they are so amazing. We share videos of blind horses cared...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Temporary
He has walked on from this place into memory, this creature of heart and spirit. He can't remember a time...
Circles: A Soft Bend
I'd led a sheltered life. I was thirty years old before I visited my first Saddlebred barn. I was just...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Peek
Did he want to be invisible? As still as wood, his head holds solitude in the corner. This bay...
The Middle Path: Why Gaits Matter
Let's say you like to jump and so does your Arabian. Let's say you do endurance on an Appaloosa. Let’s...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Rounded
The whorl beneath a forelock, the velvet comma nostrils, the curve of a neck, the serpentine of a spine,...
Severe Weather Warning
It was 78 degrees yesterday. It's late October so the sun is lower in the sky. There was a slight...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Glow
The sun hurries now, eager to be gone. A chill breeze scatters the last embers of fall, crisp leaves layer...
Riding the Middle: My Horse is Lazy.
My horse is lazy. He won't go forward. He doesn't listen to my legs no matter what. Do I need...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Scale
The one you call cute, in a high-pitched squeal, hears no compliment. Is it your goal to demean me? Because...
Too Much Love: Is it Partnership?
Last week I answered a reader question about Making War on Horses and it got a predictably positive reception. It's...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Pedestrian
Young mare, on the full-moon night you were born, we recognized one another. It was an awkward kinship of un-belonging,...
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