Isis would have been 19 today. Same birthday as my little sister.
Happy birthday, my dear girl. You are so missed.
Isis was incredibly sore the day after the trail ride. We both were; although she certainly was worse off. My legs were sore, but not bad. Her entire body was sore. She carefully walked around, picking her way through the paddock to walk over to me. I rubbed her down with liniment and walked her…
I saw the physical therapist today. He said that typically a calf injury like mine takes about three weeks total to heal from the last time it was injured. (So I’m halfway through that time.) The best thing? I’m cleared to ride. Yay! Kasane is going to be so happy. She was bouncing around over…
You know how YouTube makes recommendations for videos? Today it actually got one recommendation right. In the list of video suggestions, was a full-length documentary called Path of the Horse. This peaked my interest because I’ve enjoyed books by Linda Kohanov (Way of the Horse, Tao of Equus), Kim McElroy, Allen Hamilton (Zen Mind, Zen…
Ever since I got back from Horse Camp, I’ve had trouble with the saddle on Kasane. She had most of July off because of the heat and gained weight. Good grass and less work = chunky monkey. The Arc de Triomphe anatomical girth has been rubbing behind her elbows. My dressage saddle, a Prestige Venus…
Isis was *great*. I mean GREAT. We were relaxed and rode the dressage test twice. She did very well. She’s learned where to stop and could probably ride the pattern by herself (even though we have only ridden it like five times). She stopped square and stood quietly. Only pulled on me once. Big improvement….
Thirteen years ago, my horse somersaulted and landed on me when we were cantering during a riding lesson. I don’t remember what happened exactly. We were cantering down the long side at the end of the lesson and she felt magnificent: strong impulsion, light in my hands, and then something. The world spun and I…