Dream Rides, Shows

Adventures in Saddle Seat   Not my own saddle seat adventures. I’m at Stepping Stone Farm often these days, but with Milton or Rodney. I haven’t saddle seated since … one lesson in May? This is living vicariously through other people’s saddle seat adventures. Three horses and riders from SSF are at the Kentucky HorseContinue reading “Dream Rides, Shows”

The Unexpected Anguish Of Not Attending Camp

Today is the first day of advanced camp at Falcon Hill Farm. I am not among the campers. Pause for dramatic sniffle. Last year, Milton and I rode in Stepping Stone Farm’s advanced camp [1, 2, 3, 4]. This year, Milton and I are taking lessons at a hunter/jumper barn. Surely, we will ride inContinue reading “The Unexpected Anguish Of Not Attending Camp”

In Which I Learn The Power of Simply Being There

It was a short, strange trip. A friend’s mother died after a nasty illness. My friend was, as you would expect, not happy. I went to DC in order to provide moral support during the funeral mass. I flew up. Stayed with her for three days. Went home. That was it. You have to understand,Continue reading “In Which I Learn The Power of Simply Being There”