Nothing to prove, except for everything

Left to right: Pebbles, Cinnamon, Taffy, Rusty The Approach The signs of spring are everywhere: warm sunshine, big puddles, and lots and lots of mud. Today I find the some of the horses lazing around on a pile of old hay. Cinnamon and Pebbles are lying down, and after looking to see who's approaching, they … Continue reading Nothing to prove, except for everything

The Wildest of Wild Rides

I am almost a horse owner. Almost. I just need to make sure that if I buy her I will have a good place to keep her. So close that I can almost taste it. And in the meantime, her current owner has been letting me start her, from scratch, to ride. Anyone who knows … Continue reading The Wildest of Wild Rides