Surfacing

Surfacing

There are owls outside in the woods, hooting and echoing to each other. The cat ignores them, languorous on the cat tree, awaiting royal attention. She doesn’t feel the stress of my days except when it is all too much. Then she reaches a paw out and taps my hand, reminding me that the center…

Introducing Andromeda

Introducing Andromeda

Andromeda arrived from Texas today after a long ride with Blue Ribbon Horse Transportation. She was a brave girl and walked down the ramp from her box stall and into her new paddock. https://photos.app.goo.gl/R4tvNkmwUAG7sFgHA She settled in and said hello to all of her neighbors. This will be a new adventure for both of us….

Reclaiming space

My friend and I are supposed to have riding lessons on Saturday. It’s supposed to rain Friday night and part of Saturday morning, so there is a chance things will be too wet to ride. Before my ride, my friend suggested maybe we could haul our horses to my instructor’s barn and use her indoor…

Riding through grief

Riding through grief

Grief does weird things to your head. It makes you feel fragile, as if any little thing might make you react in a way that might not be appropriate to the situation. That first week after Kasane died, I visited with Breezy a lot. Mostly just stood out in her field with her or groomed…