The barn was dark. It always is on winter evenings. We keep the power to the barn off, most of the time, to lower the risk of fire. Instead, we operate with headlamps as we make our way through evening chores. Heads reach over each stall as I pass through, noses touching my arm, or … More Is it affection? Or just my imagination?
While I’ve been pining to be back in the saddle, the horses decided it was time to remind me that the journey can be amazing, even from the ground. The stars, this time, were Tally and Nash.
Not long ago I attended an annual local event in which numerous people from the horse world present themselves to the public with the intent of educating them. The presenters are of mixed, and sometimes dubious, background and expertise. I rarely attend the event, as it is strongly skewed toward the Western riding disciplines, with … More How close is “too close”?
Horse Crazy Once Again 