Horses, Life, A Touch of Geek

Snow Day

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would take fewer excitable snow photos. I would have fewer excitable snow photos all over my social media feeds.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would get better at working with my gloves on. I would not remove my gloves at the first sign of adversity.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would eat more soups and stews. I would drink more hot cocoa.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would have better waterproof boots.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would have an indoor arena. I would spend time in Florida.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would gravel the path to the barn. I would not have slick, stone steps leading to the front door.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would go cross-country skiing as a winter exercise.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would have an insulated water trough. I would use something other than a random stick to break up the ice.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would have a sleigh for Milton.

If I lived in a place where it snowed more often, I would not squeeze three blog posts [S(No), Snowrise, Snow Day] out of four inches of snow.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Foto Friday: Snowrise

Sunrise Tree In Snow

[Sunrise Tree]

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Katherine Walcott

Driving Thursday

Milton is ready for his lesson.

I am the World’s Greatest Groom.

Saturday
I sit for 20, even 30, whole minutes in the passenger seat of the truck while we drive the carriage over to the lesson barn.

I stand at the foot of the ramp, nobly steering the carriage, while Greg simply lowers 400 pounds of carriage with his hands and a tow strap.

I drag the carriage the amazing distance of several feet to a parking spot.

I endure more minutes in our comfy truck.

Sunday
I trudge around making sure Rodney has hay in the stall and on the patio and laboriously fill the cookie ball, while Greg faffs about hitching the truck, loading the tack, catching Milton, and so on.

More truck sit.

We arrive.

I remain with Milton, attempting to convince him that being left with me does not constitute abandonment, while Greg amuses himself clearing the ring and moving the carriage.

Tack up. Lunge.

I play immovable object in front of Milton, while Greg runs from side to side attaching and adjusting straps.

Lesson.

I stand, peppermints at the ready, poised to leap into the ring if Milton needs to be headed.

Lesson over.

More immovable object, while all the previously adjusted straps are unbuckled.

I lead Milton all. the. way. back to the trailer. Start undoing the rest of the straps.

Milton is untacked and taken away to be washed. I check my mail.

More watching of Milton, while ring is put to rights.

Bored with Milton-watching, I load up.

We leave.

Milton returns home. I lug brushbox and assorted items from trailer, while Greg unloads tack, rinses trailer, unhitches, and loads winches & co into bed of trailer.

Yet more time in passenger seat, while we reverse the process to pick up the carriage.

I’m a freaking saint.

Rodney continues to be imperturbable when Milton leaves.

My horse is the World’s Greatest Lawn Ornament.

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Show Report Driving & Lessons

A sign that one might need to work on straightness.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Today was supposed to be a show report. We did not have a show. We had snow.

Before anyone busts on the South for not handling winter conditions, allow me one word: Ice. Places that get lots of snow are places that stay cold. Snow continues to be snow. When we have snow, the temperature bounces back and forth across the freeze line. Snow becomes water becomes ice. Snowmageddon [Snow, Montage, Ice, Letters] happened when the warm roads melted the snow and the arctic air refroze it. No one drives well on sheets of black ice. Sending everyone out onto the roads at the same time to pick up kids from school? Okay, that was a poor choice. But I digress.

No horse show; no horse show report.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

New Equipment: Reins

The plan for Tuesdays is to talk about Milton and ME. Lately, Milton & me hasn’t been much. So, here are Milton’s new reins. Fifteen-foot, black, BioThane driving reins from Two-Horse Tack. Driver liked the feel of my riding reins and Coach Kate’s driving reins.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

My uncle, James Bunting, sent me a plan to approach buying a horse as a business project. He doesn’t know horses, but has built several business over the years. I have no doubt this advice is gold in the business world. However, I have doubts about how well this would apply to the horse world. I could go through the list point-by-point with counter-examples from the searches for Rodney & Milton.
BUT
This could be my discouragement talking. It is all too easy to say why something won’t work. So, I would like your help in taking this general business advice and translating it into horse-specific advice. Theories, personal experience, whatever ya got. I’d rather not have horror stories. The goal is to get me moving, not to send me hiding under the bed. Please forward/share the post with anyone who might have input on the subject. Thanks in advance. Welcome, Uncle Jim.

If I was going to buy a horse, here’s what I would do.

1. Decide if I want another horse. Make that definite decision which will clear my mind so I can proceed with certainty, or, not proceed. If yes, decide what I am going to do with the horses I currently have, and how I am going to it. After that you are ready to go.

2. If I’m going to proceed, I’d set a budget. If I’m going to buy a terrific horse, I’d budget for a terrific horse. It may take some time to learn what great horses cost.

3. Next, I’d assume I don’t know anything about buying a horse. I’ve found that whenever I start a new venture, and I don’t know anything about it, people think I am naive, foolish, and not very smart. But, I ask basic questions, gather information, and forge ahead and don’t pay any attention to the people who think I’m naïve. I don’t mind being perceived as stupid. This is a very important point, you have to be confident in yourself and your process, and willing to ask stupid/obvious questions, which other people may dismiss; the people who can help you are confident in their knowledge and will see your genuine interest and passion and will want to help you.

4. I would learn everything I can about buying a great horse. I’d ask people at shows, stables, etc. people who are the best at what they do, and have great horses.

5. I’d find the best horse buyers and talk with them. I’d find a person, an advisor, who would be willing to lead my horse buying project. I would probably have to pay the person. The key here is to find the best person who is honest and trustworthy and has a proven track record….too many posers out there. I’d check references and ask around about the person, which is just good business.

6. I would actively look for horses and visit the best horse candidates, which may mean travel for you and your advisor, and riding each good candidate.

7. Eventually I’d find a horse who I like and likes me, and it would be clear…this is the one. Patience will be important, and don’t accept an “almost the right one.” “Good” is the great enemy of excellent.

The overall theme here is to have enough confidence to say “I don’t know how to do this and I need help.” I think that is the key to success.

One more thought, which may or may not relate to this discussion. When I start and complete a project, I am very matter of fact about it, all business, nothing social; I’m not out to make friends. But, people respect my process, like the result and are glad they participated in the project and feel good about their contribution.
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Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Letter Art: Recap 2017

Number of Sundays in 2017 – 53
AlphaBooks (next week) – 26
Rodney’s Saga – 13
Other Lettering – 5
Misc – 3
Text – 3
Sundays left in December – 3

Rodney’s Saga – 13

[Happy Rubber Ducky Day 2017]
[Glitter Pens]
[Indiana CDE 2017]
[IHAD 2017]
[Arte de la Letra: Bienvenido Verano]
[Flowers for Mother’s Day 2017]
[Zebra Stripes]
[Wallpapering with Light]
[Watercolor]
[Daylight Savings]
[Connect The Dots]
[Pen & Pastels]
[NYC 2016]

Other Lettering – 5

[Wheels]
[MM]
[Ya Gotta Want It]
[Winter Tournament Letters]
[BrickFair 2017]

Misc – 3

[A to Z in 2017] Solitaire alphabet game on Instagram, @alphabet2017
[Graphic Design for the Masses, the One-Horse Open Sleigh Stamp]
Recap 2017

Text – 3

[Screenprint]
[SketchBox Fail]
[AlphaBooks 2017]

Sundays left in December – 3
AlphaBooks Recap, planned
Holiday Letters, planned
New Year, planned

Previous Years
[2016]
[2015]
[2014]
[2013]

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott