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...
Travel Blog: Where the Trail Leads…
I know people who read cookbooks like they're high-drama best sellers. I know people who fantasize wild lives of...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Variations
“Isn't it dysfunctional?” he asked, his head cocked. His confidence steeped in every privilege due to a certain sort of...
Repetition Vs. Consistency
There's a moment, sometimes at the beginning of a lesson or during a clinic, where I meet a horse for...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Silence
Is the bold sunset reflected in the pond or is it the water that sets the sky ablaze? Does the...
The Middle Path: Discipline
"I've noticed that you sometimes seem to take reader requests for your blog, and I was wondering if you might...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Weathered
It’s winter; the sun comes up late and flat yellow, without warmth. A dusting of snow will stay on this...
Your Horse Loves Arena Riding
Does your horse have a Night of the Living Dead lurch to the arena? Do you clock in like it’s...
Photo Challenge: Growth (of a Kind)
Euthanasia is never easy, but it can be less punishing. The secret is to focus on love instead of loss....
End the Strike Now! And a Poetry Book Coming.
I'm not sad to see 2017 go. It was a mean year, all in all. Too much name calling and...
Middle Path: The Curse of a Self-Aware Mind
We think too much. We're mostly introverts with an inclination toward perfection, and we think too much. Oh, and we...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Sanity & Sanitary
Fingers in the worn glove curve to meet the shape of the wooden handle in my palm. Muck boots shuffle,...
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