Work: house rules stipulate that farrier = day off. What can I say, Previous Horse trained me well. We deweaponized Rodney’s hind feet early on. At the end of last year, I had the blacksmith remove his front shoes as well. He’ll probably need them back in the summer for stomping flies. Meanwhile this willContinue reading “The Barefoot Boy”
Work: None. Heat therapy. In high school, my friends would call on a Friday evening, “Hey, we’re going to a party. Want to come?” To which I would say, “No. I have to get up for a horse show tomorrow morning.” In college, I looked into the Peace Corps. I got as far as aContinue reading “The Things We Do For Love”
[Theme change because, after an embarrassingly long time, I noticed that my choice was the same as that of Writing From the Right Side of the Stall. I am a journalist. I notice these details. Eventually.] Work: day off. Last day of Brickfair. In the LEGO world, horses are either medieval or for girls. (HorseContinue reading “BrickFair: day 4”
Work: day off. In honor of my continued haunting of BrickFair, Rodney as a LEGO mosaic. Conversion courtesy of LEGO Photo app. The original was drawn by Jean Abernethy for Back To Eventing: Getting to Know You, posted Feb 2011 on the USEA website. How do you combine horses with your other interests?
Work: day off. Still overdosing on LEGO at BrickFair. (Won a door prize yesterday!) So, here is the 2008 Olympic Equestrian Arena by Hong Kong LEGO Users Group, complete with photographer. If that link acts up, try this. What is your favorite/most bizarre Olympic souvenir?
Work: day off. Rider [c.t.] busy geeking out at Brickfair. (Image of Kermit with hands above head screaming wildly.) In honor of my LEGO weekend, here is a horse sculpture made out of those addictive plastic bricks. I’m not completely certain of Internet protocol on images, so will ask you to click thru. The styleContinue reading “Brickfair: day 1”
On midnight Christmas Eve, animals talk. This year, Mathilda gave us an earful: “Nobody ever asks the other horses. You are at the barn, what two, three, hours tops? We are the ones who have to live with your choice 24/7. Okay, I admit, he’s cute in his way. However, 19 years of an arrangedContinue reading “Ladies Night”