Virtual Brush Box

Daily Routine – Morning

What’s it like having horses at home? Carrot Check First thing, Greg goes up to the barn to feed carrots. He will do this even if he is leaving at dark-stupid hundred. Before he heads down the driveway, he wants to see both horses with two ears pointing up and four legs pointing down. WhenContinue reading “Daily Routine – Morning”

Bad Dog

Saddle Seat Wednesday This was a Hartmeyer show glove. a

Rodney’s Reaction

I have written two posts about Rodney’s Happy Meter [Progress, Taste Vs. Authenticity has commentary on the photo in Doctor Whooves]. Each time, I get a host of anecdotal agreement. Horses who enjoy grooming. Horses who embarrass their owners in front of children. I wonder if these events are more common that I realize, onlyContinue reading “Rodney’s Reaction”

Milton’s Menu

Grain first, then hay. This is the order of the meal. The order of the meal shall not be f*cked with. Milton has European tastes. He eats his salad after, thank you. At mealtime, we feed grain first. While they are eating, the server arranges the hay. Since the horses are at pasture, they haveContinue reading “Milton’s Menu”

Letter Art: G is for Ghost Gallery

Our cat, Ghost, disappeared in the spring of last year. 😦 The time has come to take him off the critter page [Cast]. I didn’t want him to vanish without comment. The gallery records Ghost’s blog appearances over the years. Click on any photo for a slide show. Ghost was adopted by the three SiameseContinue reading “Letter Art: G is for Ghost Gallery”

Tweet Storage as of April 2016

I have wandered away from Twitter, for the time being. It never spoke to me. Blog: Rodney’s Saga, Facebook: Rodney’s Saga, Instagram: Rodney’s Saga, yes. Twitter: Rodney’s Saga, not so much. Therefore, I am archiving my last tweets. At least until Twitter speaks to me again. Patches lounging in the loft. pic.twitter.com/ab37aEJdRY — Rodney's SagaContinue reading “Tweet Storage as of April 2016”

Nerves Update, April 2016

I can stop questioning my nerves. They won’t get better until I ride or come to terms with Rodney &/or Milton. As long as those two remain gorgeous and useless, I will feel like a failure, which will erode my confidence, which will increase my anxiety. Simple as that. Nerves – at least my nervesContinue reading “Nerves Update, April 2016”