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Old Dog. New Trick.

This weekend I uttered a sentence I have never before used in my life. Proper saddleseat turn-out mandates make-up for female riders. Although I have only worn make-up a handful of times, I submit to this requirement with my trademark quiet dignity. I made sure to take the lipstick with me to the ring forContinue reading “Old Dog. New Trick.”

Spotted at the Bookstore

Horses at the Galleria

Foto Friday: Pollen

Reply Hazy. Ask Again Later

Seems I don’t know who I will be riding this weekend: Sam or Willie. At my last lesson, I rode both and the instructor gave me a choice of who to show. I’m torn. Willie is easier for me to get goin’. Although the class is judged on the rider, you always look better onContinue reading “Reply Hazy. Ask Again Later”

In Defense of Frivolity

I’m having trouble getting past the latest ghastly news. It’s hit me square in the what-is-the-world-coming-to. I have no specific reason that this horrible event should resonate worse than any other horrible event. Yet it keeps bouncing around my head making distracting echo-y noises. Every time I try to plot out posts for the nextContinue reading “In Defense of Frivolity”

Teaser

Working on a new project. Not one I should do. Not one that will make me any money. Not one that will expand my writing skills (think more of the same, only different). It is occupying my brainspace to the exclusion of other things, such as thinking up witty blog posts. Perhaps tomorrow I willContinue reading “Teaser”