Ode To A Horse That’s Good On Gates
Not like gates in a trail class but real life, nearly impossible to open gates. My good gelding waits patiently beneath me. Each breath an exhaled judgment. He lets me…
Read moreTurns And Yielding
I rode Rusty! Again. It’s becoming a habit. We stayed in the driveway this time. My husband left as I got on to go to town where there is better…
Read moreIgnoble Dismount
We have been making a habit of sorting out the pairs on Fridays. Tanna comes over and we spend most of the day horseback. Sometimes we even have enough energy…
Read moreWe Trotted!!!
It started out as a day without promise. Rusty forgot how to go out around the wing fence to reach the gate. Once saddled our time was interrupted by a…
Read moreBack To Rusty Again!
I rode Rusty! Tanna came out yesterday and we were going to work with him but spent the day sorting pairs instead. I’ll write about that next time. This time…
Read moreChecking Cows
For the third? day in a row I rode Coyote out to check cows instead of working with Rusty. Rusty is heart broken. He can’t figure out why he can’t…
Read moreRide To The Mountain
I’ve mentioned the book my mom wrote haven’t I? If not, well, I meant to. It was a Christmas present for The Goblin Child but I took it away after…
Read moreNew Goals
My goals often seem to change, momentarily at least, depending on the weather. Or the children. Sometimes it’s to wet or snowy to work on cutting. Sometimes the kids are…
Read moreMore like I Expect My Horses To Behave
I shared my delight and confusion when Rusty came at a gallop in front of an audience when I called him last week. Or sometime. Today he acted in a…
Read moreA Little Comparison
Rusty made it here, to us just about a year ago. He was scrawny and kind of ugly. Poor baby Morgans, it’s just not a pretty stage, those teenage years.…
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