The weather was perfect at the barn. We had a nice quiet ride (more on that in another post). At the end of the evening, the fog settled over the pasture. Evenings in Tennessee always looked like this, but it isn’t something I see very often in North Carolina.
Just before I started this blog in 2004, Isis had a record year for Bad Things. Okay, not as bad as later years, but up until that time it was Bad. Laminitis, rain rot, sprained tendon, and dew poisoning. A reader asked a question about Isis’ February 2006 case of belly gunk. In addition to…
Yesterday I went out to the barn after a yoga class and before evening dance practise. It was really nice to see the girls. I’ve missed being around them while all of the house stuff was going on. There is nothing quite as nice as having your horses nicker for you when you walk into…
I have a gorgeous Victorian side saddle that I’ve had for many years but have never had a horse it properly fit. I bought the side saddle when I was in high school from a man who specialized in antique side saddles. The saddle was in pretty bad shape but the tree was sound. In…
If horses lived and worked with us, maybe it would be something like this… Interesting how some ideas don’t even need words to convey meaning. 🙂 Especially with horses. Related Images:
Patterns can be comforting routines. You fall into them like a comfortable bed, with a few sharp pokey bits that you know to avoid. Lately, I go to the barn, love on a mare, take her for a walk to help rebuild strength, give her a hug, and turn her back out to her paddock. Which…
It was a very wet weekend at the barn. Isis played on Saturday and apparently enjoyed herself so much that her front right tendon was swollen. She wasn’t lame and the swelling wasn’t warm, so I put some liniment on her and put her back out. Kasane’s cut looks much better. I went out to…