Conference Report. Not. Long Version.

An expanded account of my cryptic Monday post [Short Version]. Earlier this spring, my friend Sunflower convinced me to take my blog more seriously. To that end, I signed up for Y’all Connect, a day-long blogging conference last Friday. I was excited. I was ready. I packed a stack of business cards. I printed aContinue reading “Conference Report. Not. Long Version.”

New Equipment: Grooming Bats

Okay Milton, wave that back foot at me one more time. Go on. I dare you. I do not advocate fear, or pain, or abuse. I do advocate respect. Me for the horse. The horse for me. A horse needs to know that a misstep will receive swift retaliation from the herd leader. That wouldContinue reading “New Equipment: Grooming Bats”

On the 2nd Day of Christmas: Two Couch Spuds

Lately, I have been spending free time with the horses. Not asking them to do anything. Not brushing them. Just reading while they graze in the field or loaf in the barn. The zen, yin, right brain, Dionysian side of me feels that I am learning about Rodney & Milton outside of their utility toContinue reading “On the 2nd Day of Christmas: Two Couch Spuds”