One morning a couple of weeks ago, I was at the barn, and turned Moose out in the arena to roll in the sand (one of his favorite pastimes.) After he rolled he got up, shook off, and then stood stock still in this patch of morning sunlight, perfectly posed. Thank God for cameraphones -- that's all I can say about →
I will get back to this blog eventually--honest. I actually debating skipping doing this 10 on 10, since there are a ton of other things I should be doing, but I ultimately decided to cameraphone it, so that way I could keep some continuity going. Yesterday was all about troubleshooting. OK, maybe not all, but mostly. Over the course of the →
I've been somewhat remiss in posting in the past week. I'm not even going to make any excuses this time... it kind of just is. You think this is bad, you should see my apartment... or maybe not. :-p Anyway, with the longer days have come more hours to spend outside doing things I love to do, like horseback riding and →
I vacillated between capitalizing cinco de mayo or not in my post title. These are the things that keep English majors awake at night, people. See, in Spanish, you don't capitalize months. But it's a holiday, so shouldn't that be capitalized? I should go look, but I'm too tired. I was up until 3AM finishing the Prom pics (FINALLY) and →
Someone dumped a litter of four kittens in a box at the barn yesterday, and while I didn't manage to be one of the lucky four to get to take one home (not that we need a THIRD cat anyway) at least Moose got to pose with one. OMG MOOSE LOVE!!!!!! Seriously, I can't stand the cuteness here. By the way, while →
Disclaimer: Today's pictures aren't mine. Read on for why. :-) When I sold Moose almost six years ago, I would have never in a million years dreamed that I'd own him once again. (If you missed that part of the story, go here for the details.) But somehow, through the grace of God and random twists of fate, I do, and →
10 on 10: A photo taken every hour, for ten consecutive hours, on the tenth of the month. ***** STOP! For today's 10 on 10, click here to listen to Five O'Clock World by the Vogues, turn your volume up, come back here, and keep reading. :-) ***** Up every mornin' just to keep my job I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob →
The post title is a play on Garrison Keillor's book We Are Still Married. I haven't read the book, but it's Garrison Keillor, so it has to be funny. No, I'm not married (well, except maybe to my job) but I'm completely buried in work, grad school, and life in general right now. In an effort to not lose my sanity →
The little girl in these pics is the same one on the miniature horse in this post from last October, my first Tuesday Mooseday. She was out at the barn with her pet rabbit last Thursday, and this rabbit had to be the absolutely most quiet, patient rabbit I've ever seen -- it was perfectly content to just curl up →
I don't get to see my pony boy today. Between a cold, a fever, and a thousand dollars worth of car repairs (remember the window incident? that's part of it) I'm housebound today. I wish I could relish the day as a chance to relax, but I feel too lousy to really feel like it's a day off. Bleh. Oh!!! Before →
This baby is digital, and I'm proud to say that after many many hours of labor, the new Horses, Hope & Healing website is fully operational! I started work on it over Christmas break, but if it weren't for Joel! and Ting, I'd probably be in a crying heap on the floor -- they came through early yesterday morning and →
I knew Moose's barn was old. Really, you only have to take a look at the outside of the barn, and it's pretty obvious. It just looks old. I'm not knocking it -- it's a great barn, and if you haven't figured it out by now, I dig old stuff. Especially old stuff that's still useful. This is why I →
Setting sun, horses waiting for dinner, and Wendy laying down the law with two brothers (in the biological sense, not racial sense, although I suppose that works too) who'd argue over whether or not the sky is blue and the grass is green. I love Moose's barn, and the youth horse program there. .
. . . . . . . .
The stall right across the barn aisle at Moose's barn has been occupied by a pregnant goat for over a month now, and I've been checking every time I've been out there to see if she'd had her kids yet. Well, I missed the birth (Saturday evening) but I got to go out there yesterday and see the wee little →