Admitting You’re Wrong.
Do you remember the first time you wanted to be right? It might predate memory or even language. Being good...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Curve
The mingling of moist breath, the warm embrace of a curve, the uncomplicated wholeness that we covet. And the guilt...
Reciprocity: A Softer Ask, a Softer Bend
I overheard some riders complaining like old campaigners. Asking a horse for bend sounded like the Hundred Years' War. They...
Weekly Photo Challenge: Pure
Not politics, religion; not money or guns. Answer deep and pure, in our heart, soul; our Earth and Sun. ~~~Read...
Mansplaining in the Barn
Thirty-five years ago, I stood with a group of women protesting a murder sentence given by a judge in Denver....
Weekly Photo Challenge: Numbers
Yellow solstice to blue. I’ve lost count of the seasons. Was that the year of the big blizzard? Or was...
Women as Predators.
Do you identify as a predator? I was at a horse show a few years back, helping a client. It...
Shrews for Shakespeare
I was an above average student, as long as I could avoid any science class involving frogs. Then in junior...
Weekly Photo & Poem Challenge: Spare
She’s a spare donkey, no longer of use since the cattle were sold, since the rancher moved to town. She’s...
How to Defuse a Horse Bomb
Maybe you're mentally arranging your to-do list, or rehashing an imaginary rant about something that happened at work, or just...
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