Call me crazy!

Since my wreck, a few weeks ago, I’ve been puzzling over something – from the moment I hit the ground, I’ve had no fear about climbing back into the saddle … even on Tally (well, some concerns there, but more on that later).  In my youth, that might have been expected … but I for one … More Call me crazy!

Sunday at the ER

I always knew it would happen this way.  Since Tally was a foal, she was easy going and soft-eyed – but, without warning, some sound or movement would set her off and she would bolt.  In the beginning, she’d fly right into you – not so dangerous with a foal, but something we had to … More Sunday at the ER