Photo & Poem: Scream
Her small exhausted body wobbles, too frail to run on uneven hooves, no energy to eat. Don’t call her...
Consistency in All the Right Places.
In the winter months, below-freezing mornings make for stiff joints and a cold bit; midday riding is the best. As...
Photo & Poem: Boundary
Dim light elongates in the lavender dusk, boundaries soften to faded nuance. Barn horses bolt at an inaudible sound,...
Battlecry of the Gray Mare
Sun's up, I've thrown hay, and now I'm in the shower. My second-best thinking happens here because there's a window...
Photo & Poem: Colic Weather
Unsettled in-between days, a musty fog slows the sunrise, flannel jacket zipped-up for early chores. The chill is a relief...
The Power of Yes
Ever noticed how easy it is to see the horse who's resistant? How easy it is to pick out the...
Photo & Poem: Dignity
If only she was more demure, that her words had come with a coy smile, eyes dropped to her sunken...
The Big Picture, Thank You.
Horse people can be a little intense. Come to think of it, I can't say I've ever met anyone who...
Book Review:Horse Prayers by Anna Blake
Horse Prayers has landed! So grateful for this wonderful review from Anne, and she shared two of my favorite poems.
Photo & Poem: Sanctuary
Moving like a newborn, narrow body swaying on spindly legs, but stumbling on hooves so long that you must push...
A Problem With Grazing.
From a reader: The ideas and thinking presented in your blog have been hugely helpful in improving the time my horse...
Photo & Poem: Cold Front
A flannel barn shirt buttoned but resisting a jacket, feeling as uneasy as the horses, hay blown wide, flighty hooves...
Jack the Dog: Calming Signals and Anthropomorphism
Maybe there's a rule that if you have dogs long enough, you eventually end up with a terrier even if...
Photo & Poem: Counterfeit
The herd stands close as the midday heat saturates the air, shadows black on the earth, their bodies held...
Photo & Poem: Counterfeit
The herd stands close as the midday heat saturates the air, shadows black on the earth, their bodies held...
Riding From Behind
In my fantasy world, you've read about leading from behind and beyond, and tried it with your horse. It wasn't...
Photo & Poem: Beginnings
Dream Horse He’s midnight black with steely eyes, on hooves so light they make no sound as he sails...
Leading from Behind, Part Two and Beyond
Leading from behind is an oxymoron like jumbo shrimp, but most things about working with horses are counter-intuitive for humans...
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