Helmets: When Complacency and Experience are Killers.
"She had a helmet on and she still got hurt," the woman said. Well, sure. I take vitamins and I'm still...
Photo Challenge & Poem: Waiting
The air goes still on the prairie during that instant when my finished inhale lifts gravity and just before the...
How to be a Brilliant Conversationalist: Horse Version
You know how the cat magically goes to the person with the allergy? Or she goes the person who happens...
Photo Challenge: Structure
This horse covers the ground more quietly on four hooves than my old feet can manage, dynamic strides so...
Leadership Percentages and Confused Horses
Pause here. Look in his eye. He's sensitive and intelligent and looking for a partner who's his equal. If we're...
Poetry for People Who Think They Don't Like Poetry
I had a boyfriend my junior year of high school. That, in itself, is shocking if you knew me....
Photo Challenge: Corner
The first hint comes just at moon rise on an ordinary August weeknight. It's hardly a breeze at all, certainly...
How to Relieve Your Horse's Anxiety
Growing up, only one person in our home was allowed to have a temper and the rest of us kept...
Photo Challenge: Shiny
Birdwatching in the dark is an art best practiced with no yard light. Start just after the colors are...
Horsewoman. Internet. Wine.
It's been a melancholy week at Infinity Farm. I'd call it the dog days of summer but truth is that...
Photo Challenge: Elemental
I remembered to sink the corner post deep, filled the hole with Quikcrete, and topped it off with dirt. Then...
Redefining Work Under Saddle.
I had a blog request, in two parts. First: "[Does] training and working a horse inherently make a horse less...
Photo Challenge: Textures
She was a coyote fighter, moving just off the herd, across the high desert prairie. Buying her calves time...
Part Three: Riding Above Fear
This is what we knew then: It started with a dream of dancing hooves and a flowing mane. He was...
Photo Challenge: Satisfaction
The sun leaves just the sky behind, a watery arch over the prairie, and my feet cling to the...
Things to Not Say When Someone’s Horse Dies.
I've been tinkering with this essay since my Grandfather Horse died five years ago, but it would have been ungrateful...
Part Two: Now I'm Afraid
[Part One: My Horse Betrayed Me.] Something bad happened. The details don't need to be repeated for me to understand. It...
Dysfunctional Fetching and an Anniversary
It's been two years since Stable Relation launched with all the Fourth of July fireworks I could imagine. It was the...
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