These days women are portrayed as heroes running through woods, flashing swords, guns or light sabers, showing men how to be accurate shots, how to be brave. These are flashy,…
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I walked into the barn to take pictures of Paladin for my post about riding a school master and to ride him again. It was cold. He’d just been shaved. It’s an…
On this Ash Wednesday, I couldn’t get these words out of my mind, or away from my step. “Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not…
When my trainer Amy came back from Florida, she banned Tessie from coming to her barn. There’s been an EHV-1 outbreak in the area, so no horses come into a…
When our dog died, it was guilt that sliced me open. If only I’d listened to my desire to skip the hair cut because it was too cold and…
It’s been a mild winter so far, but the first bitterness, with wind chills below zero, sapped my energy and patience. My feet burned. My hands burned. The wind was…
It’s been a week since Booker’s been gone. The community a person gathers on social media is more meaningful than the experts give you all credit for. That simple “I’m sorry” brings…
“The best lack all conviction, while the worst/Are full of passionate intensity,” says William Butler Yeats in “The Second Coming.” Well, I’ve been one of the worst, caught up in…
Doors, gates, doors, been thinking about doors for a month or so. I see the gate our neighbor closed to his 300 acres so cattle could walk in there and…