I’ve Been Training for This
What ought one to say then as each hardship comes? I was practicing for this, I was training for this. — Epictetus (55-135 AD) Greek Philosopher
What ought one to say then as each hardship comes? I was practicing for this, I was training for this. — Epictetus (55-135 AD) Greek Philosopher
February 1 marks the beginning of Imbolg (Imbolc) or Saint Brighid’s (Brigid) Day, and the beginning of spring. No, it doesn’t look much like spring here. But I do enjoy setting my mind to such flights of fancy. By the way, it’s a good thing I looked up “flights of fancy” because I thought…
My birth Mom turned 85 last Saturday. There was supposed to be a special birthday party with all her children that could make it there (four out of six of us) and her grandchildren. But Mom cancelled the party a couple days beforehand. It’s really too bad because she hasn’t felt well and she’s been…
With my love of music and dance, I had dreams of competing in the Musical Kur. Unfortunately, I never quite had the right horse. None of them moved like this. The closest I got to this dream was my horse Finian. He was beautiful and certainly athletic enough, but he fought me on everything, every…
“Grief is like a bomber circling round and dropping its bombs each time the circle brings it overhead.” — C.S. Lewis, “A Grief Observed” How much more attractive a woman newly in love must be than a woman scorned and wrapped in grief. New love – all the wonderful possibilities, the unknown, the adventure, the…
My friend, Lynn, and I went snowshoeing yesterday. Granted, most the snow melted during a thaw a couple weeks ago and our most recent snowstorm didn’t drop that much of the fluffy white stuff so we could have just walked in our boots, but what fun would that have been?
Ugh. Yesterday was a carrying horse feed and dog food and trying to hoist up my garage door kind of day. My left shoulder feels as though a knife is sticking out of it. Maybe I should check in a mirror, just in case. Tuesday, around 5 AM, there was this strange, reoccuring orange glow…
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I like the sound of upbeatness that keeps shining through in this post and the previous one.
And, it sure looks like taking care of horses (and their manure) is a big job!
Wow Mary, it looks FANFREAKINTASTIC!!! And I like the new tude your sportin too!
Hey Mary! I am impressed! Your paddocks look beautiful, you have great company, the frig is full and having your sense of confidence become stronger is a good sign. Things are going to work out.
Thanks for all your comments. The two grey horses…that’s a postcard I had made.
The one on the left was mine (Marieke-put down at 19 for colic) and the other is her full brother (Hollander-an eventer). Anglo-Trakehners and beautiful creatures.
Berlin, the horse I ride the most (24) is her daughter.
That was a lot of hard work.. the paddocks look great! I wish I had family who would help with the paddocks!!
isaiah 40:31 my friend
and yes… the place looks nice 🙂
blessings
gp
That was a huge job! Lucky you to have the help and support, everything looks great!
Yes. The help was awesome! My sister and brother-in-law helped me get the place to a point I can somewhat manage and keep up with on my own. They also got me going on starting to sort through a life-time accumulation of stuff. They got me past being stuck in overwhelm mode. My family certainly blesses my life.
GP – Yes, definitely being strengthened and carried through this.