It’s like Pavlov’s Dogs in the winter around here. My horses see me. They come running. I know they like me, but they LOVE what I represent. Groceries. Now this all takes place in silence because obviously horses can’t talk. So I am going to interpret their body language for you. At least this what […]
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Dec 2010
What Steers?
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T.H. (Trophy Husband) went to Colorado on business for two days so I guess that left me in charge. That means I’m the boss of me. So being the boss of me, I decided to give myself a day off. Not really. The only thing he asked me to do while he was gone was to […]
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Dec 2010
There are a few things on this ranch that I just love to look at everyday. Makes me feel good and smile inside. I rode out on the 4wheeler to catch up my horses and bring them back in closer to the house for the rest of the winter. First, I had to find them. I honestly […]
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Nov 2010
Iron Horse
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I wonder what Ol’ Paint was thinking here? What was I thinking? My evil twin was laughing hysterically (in her head of course). Part of the reason for my amusement was that this has happened to me last summer, in the exact same spot on my brand new shiney red 4wheeler. However, I did not have such an easily, […]
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Nov 2010
I have owned Paint since the summer of 2006 when I sold two really good horses to buy one exceptionally great horse,… for me.. a 50-something cowgirl who wants to ride for 20 more years and look good doing it. He was 6 then, remarkably trained and seasoned for real work and play work. One thing, however, […]
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Oct 2010
Today I realized that I am a “Snapshot-ographer”. I am not Photographer. Photography is the process or art of producing images. Snapshot-ography is me shooting from the hip quickly with a pocket camera and hoping for the best. It is ridiculously, dangerously impossible to take photographs (art) while simultaneously participating in the event. The artist in […]
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Oct 2010
Sweet Spot
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Last night, right about dark, Paint and Pardner were grazing up close to the house. I could hear them. The windows were open, “munch, munch, step, step”. Really, you can hear horses eating grass. it’s not as quiet as you would imagine. I went outside to say hi and give them both a pet and to […]
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