The Wind It Is A Howling
Luke and Murphy were hiding behind the barn but came out and looked at me rather accusingly. Like “Hey! Do you not see the icicles forming on me?!”
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Drawing as Meditation and Therapy
About a year ago, I started drawing. It all started with this journaling group that meets once a month at a coffee shop, led by Lynn Fisher. When I saw the notice about the journaling group in a newsletter I thought, hmmm… I like to journal, but what exactly would a group of journalers do…
Frisbee Dog
We got a couple of inches of snow last Friday. Java was thrilled (me too). We got in a little frisbee toss and fetch today.
Police Horses
Today I attended a winter seminar that the local veterinary office puts on every year to cover various horse topics.
Ex-dressage Rider
I guess I really shouldn’t call myself an ex-dressage rider. I continue to use the same principles in my riding, I just now ride in a western saddle most of the time.
Horse Love and Genetics
Families are an interesting thing. And I have two of them: my adoptive family and my biological family. Unfortunately, both my families have gotten smaller. My adoptive Dad died 25 years ago. My adoptive brother died 13 years ago. And my adoptive Mom died about 17 months ago. And now my biological Dad died on…