What Is Work?
I get myself into the state wherein if I am not working 110% every day, then I am not working hard enough, and am therefore a failure. It’s fun being me.
Greg pointed out that the horses may have a different definition of work. I think work is riding, or jumping, or intense groundwork. They think work is anything that takes them away from hay, or grazing, or napping.
Anytime a human puts a halter on a horse and imposes her will over his (or his will over hers, or hers over hers, or … when will we arrive at a generally-agreed-on, gender-neutral, third person singular pronoun? Impose their will over them? Ones will over one? But I digress.), the horse is being trained, i.e. doing work.
Which is a roundabout way of saying the horses and I have been doing a lot of walking around the field lately. Rodney continues to handle it without stressing [Hillwork]. Milton continues to plod along [Counterbalance]. While he would rather give Rodney his dinner than admit this, I think Milton enjoys the attention. The part of me that is not screaming with frustration is enjoying the low-key, off-season work.
Thank you for reading,