It’s a thing called a Barn Visit. I offer them to clients mainly, those I’ve worked with online through the pandemic. I’m an expensive visitor but on the other hand, it’s a private clinic that kind of redefines intensive. Training is so individual that meeting the horse and rider on their own land can be … Read more
Seems every farm family had one in a generation; a distant misfit girl-cousin who read too much or wore men’s jeans or hated to cook. As soon as she could, she traveled away to Portland to work in a library or to Tucson to be an artist. The family only whispered her name then, kitchen … Read more
Seven iced-over winters followed by sweet bugs on long summer days. Flightless old girls with twisted toenails and dim eyes, each year their webbed feet turn a bit more inward, carrying the weight of their front-heavy bodies. Was it a plan? The hens began to answer the barking terrier, marching wing to wing and … Read more