Showing posts with label horse shopping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label horse shopping. Show all posts
October 30, 2021
An Introduction Is In Order
Say hello to Mouse: a new addition to Team Flying Solo! Mouse surveys his new home I feel very lucky to have found this little guy. I'...
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December 23, 2018
Somebody Bet On The Bay: Solo Finds A New Friend
This time of year is hard for me: ghosts do not respect pleas for quiet or mercy. I mostly just hunker down & grit my teeth until it...
February 6, 2013
Forbidden Love
My schedule is impossible. Every time I think I get Encore back in a flow, there's some other appointment or meeting I must attend. St...
May 25, 2012
Horses Are Horses And There's Not A Damn Thing You Can Do About It
I've been posting running updates on Encore on the TFS Facebook page, but I wanted to talk a little about the underlying issues. I kno...
September 9, 2011
A Stork Came To My Barn This Morning
He was delivering red thoroughbreds. SURPRISE!!! Yes, the best picture I have so far is a crappy one I took with the farmhouse growing ...
March 17, 2011
Are You Ready To Be A Horse Owner?
Wondering if you are ready to take the big step of having a horse of your own? I have come up with an iron-clad test of preparedness for ...
December 17, 2009
A Love Story
All girls dream of ponies. For at least a brief time in their lives. Some girls never stop dreaming. That's me. When I was growing u...
August 22, 2009
With Great Power Comes Great Responsiblity
I hung on the fence for hours, my chin on the top board, just watching My Horse. He grazed, he rolled, he "talked" to his pasture...
August 21, 2009
Home At Last
It was Memorial Day weekend 2006. S.O. was away on business, so I could not drag him with me, but at least I had something to do now! I fo...
August 20, 2009
A Meeting of the Minds
I was tired of driving around, but one final ad caught my eye: a chestnut Appendix QH named "Benson," with a little chrome. The ...
Mission Impossible
I flipped the switch. I gave myself permission to horse shop. I searched, I visited, I tried. A 3 year old black Percheron who was gree...
The Real Beginning
All girls dream of ponies. For at least a brief time in their lives. Some girls never stop dreaming. That's me. When I was growi...