The Art of Un-Training a Horse
The first video is of a Mustang, proud and breathtakingly beautiful. He's a burnished smoky buckskin, with a...
Grumbling and Stumbling Toward Change
I'm coming up on the anniversary of moving to my farm twenty-five years ago. It coincides with my dysfunctional affair...
Wild or Tame: Trust Actions Above Words
This is my neighborhood. That's Pikes Peak peering over the horizon, exactly where it was when I bought the farm....
Nube: The Final Chapter
Over the next thirteen years of retirement, Nube napped with friends, ate well, and stood quietly for the farrier. I...
Deconstructing Horse Aggression
When I got home after school, I walked in the front door, dropped my books, and walked out the back...
Recording the Arc of Your Horse’s Life
The foal's name was Sunny, his registered name Sunbrite Sunset. This photo was taken just before we met. The rest...
A Clinic in Wyoming With Mister
I'm giving a clinic in Wyoming while Mister is hunting varmints in the pasture. He's relieved to say the varmints...
Nube: What Retirement Means
And so, Nube [pronounced new-bay] retired in limbo. Undiagnosable. Sometimes, the solution for a long-running struggle is to just stop...
Affirmative Anxiety
For as often as we've watched horses run and thought them the most beautiful of all creatures, we should know...
How Long Does It Take To Train a Horse?
I have a herd of relatively normal retired horses. And then this gang of raconteurs, misanthropes, and dangerous characters, referred...
Human Failings, Horses, And Judgment
A four-year-old video surfaced this week and a dressage rider deeply apologized for the overuse of a whip. She will...
How Affirmative Training Was Born.
I am not a bliss-ninny. Loitering in denial doesn't work for me. I'm a blunt truth-teller who doesn't enjoy being...
Calming Signals: Love vs Understanding
The mare would not pick up the canter. She just wouldn’t. In her defense, the rider was off balance. Every...
Independence, Liberty, and My Personal Shining Sea
It's officially mucking-in-a-muumuu weather here at Infinity Farm. The horses all stand in the barn's shade and watch me fling...
Travelblog: Mister Has a Dark Night of the Soul.
Dogs. We rescue them, buy them, inherit them. They are irrepressible puppies, midlife couch-partners or milky-eyed elders with wonky ears....
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