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Split Personality

I take a book out to the barn. I sit in the sun. I watch the green trees against the blue sky. I listen to the horses chew their breakfast hay. I drink my morning Coke. I pat the dog. I smell the hay, and wood, and grass, and dirt of a barn. My barn. It is enough. I am happy.

My inner jump rider howls in frustration.

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Katherine Walcott

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What I Love About The Horse World

We all have horse world horror stories that cause us to roll our eyes, gnash our teeth, and doubt human nature. Other times, it can be a great place.

Saddlebreds show with freakishly long tails. In between shows, the tails are braided and tied up to preserve as many tail hairs as possible. In the ring, the tails are combed out to float gloriously in the breeze. In between classes, tails are fastened up temporarily with hair bobbles.

At the show, I took Dottie for a walk. We were far away from our home stalls when I realized her tail had fallen out of the bobble. I detangled bobble from tail. I had trouble rebobbling, as it required two hands on the tail and one hand on the leadrope.

I walked up to the nearest trainer-shaped object, held out the green-plastic bobble and said, “Can you do these?” She said sure, introduced herself, and attended to Dottie’s tail. We chatted a bit about the horse she had in cross-ties. Dottie was done. We resumed our walk.

Where else can you ask a complete stranger for help with the assumption that you will get it, happily and with competence?

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Katherine Walcott

Things That Make You Question Your Life Choices

Having to take a shower BEFORE you exercise.

Seriously. First thing I do in the morning is feed. It’s possible that manure is involved. I don’t notice anymore. Therefore, I try to tone down the barn odor as much as possible before spending an hour in a closed room with muggles.

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Katherine Walcott

Foto Friday: Piece of the Past

Amazing what percolates up out of the dirt.

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Katherine Walcott

What Makes You, You? A Blog Hop.

Saddle Seat Wednesday

Thoughtful Equestrian posed the question What makes someone at the barn (or your trainer) think of you immediately? Since I have no one to ask around here, I turned to Coach Courtney at SSF.

Response:
“Whenever I see blue duct tape, I think of you.”
I bring my own halter, brushes, etc. Every item is marked.

 

(The stool is for bodywork and to keep my brush box above the reach of marking dogs. I decorated it with names of the SSF horses I have ridden.)

“Whenever I open my email, I think of you.”
I send her a lot of email. Sadly, this does not even include the ones I write and delete.
[This Is Not News]

“When ever we win cool stuff, I think of you.”
I love me some useful loot.

Duffel bag.

[Show Photos: UPHA Chapter 8, Cleveland, TN] 2013

Saddlepad.

[Sportin’ the Bling] 2014

Coatbag & backpack

[Banquet Photos] 2015

Technical Shirt

[ASHAG Awards 2015] 2016

Jacket

[Loving The Loot] 2016

Wooden Grooming Box

[ASHAA Banquet 2017]

I tell you, saddle seat is awesome about awards!

I would have expected:
Noise. Even Saddlebred people think I am loud. However, Reagan [Barnshine] says she can hear me when she’s in the ring. That’s good enough for me. People can turn around and stare at me all they want. I’ll keep cheering for my team.

A Pony-Club level of obsession with stable management.

Helmets.

So, what makes you, you?

Update: Another entry. Ambitious: Thoughtful Equestrian Blog Hop: What makes you, you? Color, photography, & sounds.

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Katherine Walcott

Foto Friday: Painted Tool Boxes

My blacksmith team painted their toolboxes. Festive!

toolbox-1

toolbox-2

Previous Blacksmith Posts
Milton’s Hoof
Repost, BTE 4 of 9: New Horse Blues photo
On the Fourth Day Of Christmas: 4 Custom Shoes
Foto Friday: Sparks

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Katherine Walcott

Between The Rear-View Mirrors

My version of a between-the-ears photo.

First Drive

First Drive

What We Need A Truck For
Buying hay. Although Greg can fit an astounding number of bales in and on a VW Jetta.

Second vehicle. Jetta is going back to VW. Greg gets Fiat. I drive truck.

Dump. It’s per load, so better to have big loads. Also, keeps trash out of passenger car.

Gravel. Fencing posts. Sheets of plywood. All those miscellaneous truck tasks that spring up when you have the space.

Evacuating. Which I fervently hope never to require.

and, drumroll …

Shipping. Milton to SSF for cowboy remediation. Milton to SSF for first hitch. Milton to driving lessons, clinics, shows. Rodney to the AEC? Someday? Maybe?

Previous Truck-Related Posts
2012
[Creative Hay Stacking]
[A Lovely Sight]
[Weekend Plans]
[Truck Shopping Report]
2013
[I’m Baaaaaack … With Camera]
2014
[Hay Delivery]
[When I Grow Up I Want To Be A Pickup Truck]
2016
[ISO Truck]
[Truck Update]
2017
[Looking Forward, Milton]
[Milton’s Chariot]

Note: There several “truck” posts that refer to horse shopping.

This has been the plan all along: one fancy show horse for me & a husband horse that could double as my second horse, not as talented but fun. A sports car & a truck if you will. [Truck Shopping] 2012

Starting mileage

Starting mileage

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Katherine Walcott