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?
At times when I need a reminder of how beautiful Dressage can be, I look primarily to my library. No book cheers me more than The World of Dressage, by Neil ffrench Blake. I stumbled upon this book at a thrift store, twenty years ago, and a better dollar was never spent! Published in 1969, … More A blast from the past