When it came time to say goodbye to my dressage mentor, a trainer that I’d ridden with several times a week for five years, she cried. I was surprised. I knew I would; she’d changed my life. But I was a bit flattered that she cared that much. By the time I got to the … Read more
Fresh snow fell yesterday and more will come tomorrow, but in the still between-time, a full moon sits high in the sky, casting steely shapes on the ground, dimly lit to a haunted gray pallor. Unnatural colors that did scare me as a girl, when my shadow chased me for sport. Turn away from the … Read more
King was just the exact sweet kind of bad that could ruin you for needlepoint or gardening.
Nighttime at the barn is when the edges between now and then blur. Sometimes in the gloaming, there is movement in the shadows. Amid the chewing and breathing, there is just a flicker of something else. Don’t look directly, use peripheral vision. Un-define your gaze; almost look away and you might see them. The Ghost … Read more