A writing routine I’d been doing pretty well with crashed and burned last week. For a couple weeks, I’d been hiding out in a library near work during my lunch hour to pound out or edit a few pages of my book. It wasn’t much, but enough to get me back into the story, with a clear direction of what I would work on during the weekend.
I rode Luke this morning. He was feeling spooked, very upright, and lots of spring to his trot. So much coiled energy, a sproingy trot in place feeling. I got in a few good canters and a few leg yield steps before he got tense and we had to go back to circling. He’s doing…
It’s April. Time for April showers and 30 Days of Biking.
Fathers Day Poem It was always kind of hard To find a Father’s Day card. Nothing on the shelves seemed to fit the mold,When you meet your Dad when you are 40-years-old. No “Thanks for being there.” or “I learned so much from you.”Just a simply “I love you” is all I could do.I’ve been…
Have you ever had someone else’s life change in a great way, so you’re happy for them (kind of), but feeling pretty darn sorry for yourself, maybe (gasp) a bit jealous too, which makes you feel guilty and like a worm? No? Never?! My dear friend and her husband are moving on to a new…
I was looking at my To Do list last Sunday and feeling my anxiety rise. I’d already crossed off a few things – like ‘Make bread and yogurt’ – deciding I’d buy them instead. ‘Clean house’ was stabbed through with a jagged black line. Sadly, this is how most of my weekends start off. Hell,…
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Now, ya’ll know how I adore a great Fairy Princess story!
What wonderful pictures of you critter. I love the light factor against Luke’s golden locks.
I can almost feel the rush of cold air from the ice pictures. That reflective pic is amazin! Girl….you rock!!!
God bless and have a magnificent day!!! :o)
Gorgeous ice shots!