Horse shopping trip last week. The first two horses were in Kentucky, but close enough to the border that the land was hot, flat, and Midwest-inspired. The second stop was in Indiana. Potential Horse #10: Chestnut, 4 year old, ASB gelding. Big, sturdy, sweet. A fabulous hunter for ASB Hunter Under Saddle. As with mostContinue reading “Midwestern Mounts”
Author Archives: Virtual Brush Box
Acts of Faith
Last week, I did something I have never done before. I went with a trainer to look at horses. The lady with whom I take saddleseat lessons took me up north to see if any ASBs wanted to become sport horses. Technically, she is my instructor rather than my trainer. I keep my horses atContinue reading “Acts of Faith”
Do You see What I See?
Another question for you. I have not monetized this blog. I have never seen advertisements using my desktop nor my laptop, logged in or not. However. While I was out of town horse shopping (more on this shortly), I borrowed a smart phone since I can’t go one day without obsessively checking for responses. AtContinue reading “Do You see What I See?”
Taste Vs. Authenticity
Derivation of this post: I asked the following question of a few folks. They thought that it was funny & that I should poll the group at large. So here we are. When put the photo from this post [Doctor Whooves] as my desktop background, I finally took a look at the non-scarf end ofContinue reading “Taste Vs. Authenticity”
One More Time
Since they were nice enough to print it up, put it in a fancy presentation folder, and send it to me, and since I can always use a blog post, I might as well brag on the award again. Details under The Envelope, Please.
Horse Art Auction
Catalogue cover from the American Saddlebred Museum auction. Material is mostly decorated with saddlebreda &/or works by the artist George Ford Morris [art bio]. Catalogue also available online.
Grazing Flashback
While my crack carpenter was redoing one of the walls to Rodney’s new stall, I had to keep Mathilda out of the barn and occupied. I forgot how tiring grazing can be. It’s unfathomable. Stand here. Hold horse. Read book. What is hard about that? It’s exhausting. Since Rodney was also out, I didn’t wantContinue reading “Grazing Flashback”