Crazy Opinionated Jumper Mare [pictured here and here] learned like lightning. She could scope out the height of an entire course as she trotted through the ingate. The only time I ever felt her unsure of a fence height was at an evening show. The ring was covered, the lights were low-power, and the sunContinue reading “Learning Styles”
Category Archives: Horses
Field Walks
My walks around the field have morphed yet again. Originally, I walked around our pasture in preparation for jogging around same. It beat jogging on the road. When the jogging habit failed to eventuate, I kept walking. It’s good exercise for body and mind. Often when I get my knickers terminally twisted, I will goContinue reading “Field Walks”
Reign of the Swan Princess
I am at a horse show today. Another horse show?! Yes, I am quite aware how lucky I am. It’s close enough not to be worth getting a hotel, so I am driving up for the day. I shall swan in at 8 am for hair & makeup. I shall stand about like a princessContinue reading “Reign of the Swan Princess”
Foto Friday: You Rang?
Mathilda neighs from the barn, asking Rodney where he has gotten to. (Click on photo for better view.)
On Idle
No lesson this week. Instructor went on Sunday to set up the stalls for the horse show. Horses went up on Tuesday. I will be going on Saturday. This is one reason I don’t see myself committing to big-time saddleseat. [For a more ponderment on the subject, see Suiting Up.] Our menagerie is such thatContinue reading “On Idle”
Moxibustion
Our latest therapy for Rodney is moxibustion, a traditional Chinese medical practice of burning dried mugwort. I had moxa sticks around the house, having tried it with Previous Horse and Mathilda. Neither they nor I was impressed. However, Internet surfing informed my medical advisor that moxa can be used on scar tissue. He dug upContinue reading “Moxibustion”
Hissy Fits
It’s dark. It’s late. I’m lying in bed. Awake. My mind begins to ponder life’s inscrutable mysteries. What if something terrible happens and I’m a widow and I have to lie in this bed alone for the rest of my life? What if they never get the Fujiyama reactor under control and nuclear armageddon oozesContinue reading “Hissy Fits”
Virtual Brush Box 