Summers are frustrating for me.  It's field season at work, which means I am doing this... ...while losing my body weight in swe...

It's not really like me to sit around and sigh for long when I can't ride my little project.  It's not as if there is ever a sho...

I bet a get a lot of google hits off that title.  If I add the word "cat" I might be able to garner the entire internet to this bl...

Sometimes it is just very hard to write.  I try not to let my personal life (well, the non-horsey parts) bleed into the blog.  I don't t...

It's getting chilly at night (although not this week!) and the stall doors are adorned with blankets, sheets, and coolers to keep the ho...

Especially on a cold, rainy evening.  There's only six of them, easy, right? Bring horses in, dump the feed, turn them back out, done! ...

This forest has been cut over multiple times.  In the clearing where Solo and I stopped, I could see tertiary growth, immature pine trees at...

The setting sun makes a bright corona around orange ears as we ride directly into its fierce shine.  The light brushes seedheads and the lea...

It's a rainy day as Irene hugs the NC coast on her way north. Good for over-thinking, exaggerating, despondency, rallying, napping, and...

First, if you didn't already catch it on Eventing Nation , I MUST share the utter brilliance fellow blogger Anastasia posted over at Tea...

Brown grass crunches underfoot and I swat only half-effectively at deer flies.  Solo's neck stays permanently wet with a white crust of ...

I've often eyed those fancy CoolMedics vests online -- they claim to keep your core temperature down through evaporative cooling.  But a...

I don't take being grounded well.  I mope.  I pout.  I whine.  I generally make myself a nuisance to those poor souls who for some unkno...

A visitor outside my office window Azaleas are in full bloom under the bright wings of swallowtail butterflies.  Trees are pushing out ea...

Happy Valentine's Day!  (Or #%@#&! Valentine's Day, as the case may be) Red Number One: Love. Love for the horses (of cours...

Yes, we went to visit our good friend again today as Solo showed no improvement when asked to engage his hind end after a week and a half of...

I am having to make this my mantra. Because if I go any further ahead of myself than one day, I start flipping myself out and have to refer...

I am hoping the warming weekends mean that winter is moving on out. If it's not, I may use the pitchfork in a forceful manner to encour...

I hate winter. I may have mentioned that a time or two before. It makes me feel like a prisoner: footing sucks, it's dark every day...

I certainly hope this is not a harbinger of our coming season.  My sticker appears not to have survived the salt slush grind that was Wes...