Feast of the Epiphany

Epiphany is one of my favorite religious holidays. Not a surprise, as it involves the Wise Men and revelation. I’m all about smart folks and more data. An epiphany is the sudden understanding of something that was opaque. It’s not simply new information. It is about clarity where there was confusion. An epiphany cannot beContinue reading “Feast of the Epiphany”

On the Eleventh Day of Christmas: 11 Paddock Masters

I’m exhausted just thinking about counting them up, but surely I have been in at least 11 paddocks? I’ve set dressage rings, arranged jumps by headlight, opened gates, yelled for riders, sucked dust, looked around vainly for riders, thumbed the walkie-talkie a thousand times in a day, and watched with overwhelming relief as the lastContinue reading “On the Eleventh Day of Christmas: 11 Paddock Masters”

On the Ninth Day of Christmas: 9 Pounds a-Droppin’

My third goal for the year* is to lose weight. I don’t obsess about, or even pay much attention to, my weight on a daily basis. I use the scale at the YMCA when I go swimming. When that number begins to creep over 150 lbs, I find there is a correlation with parts ofContinue reading “On the Ninth Day of Christmas: 9 Pounds a-Droppin’”

On the Eighth Day of Christmas: 8 Fences Jumping

The typical hunter class has eight jumps. Before (if?) (when?) Rodney gallops cross-country or turns-and-burns in a jump-off, we will do hunter classes to get our collective feet wet. Therefore, eight jumps would mean a hunter class would mean I was riding & showing & jumping. Yay! Alternatively, there is noise about working some ofContinue reading “On the Eighth Day of Christmas: 8 Fences Jumping”

On the Seventh Day of Christmas: 7 Mags a-Payin’

One of my goals for 2014 is to get re-energized about writing for money. When the economy tightens, the first thing to go is the freelance budget. It is past time for me to poke my head above ground and see what magazines are left standing. Pictured: horse publications for which I have written inContinue reading “On the Seventh Day of Christmas: 7 Mags a-Payin’”