The barn on the farm was built before the house. The house was built in 1863. Originally it was a tobacco barn, but a previous owner turned it into to a horse barn with six large stalls and ample spaces for hay and grain storage. Last Saturday I went down to the barn to groom … Continue reading Mr. Ed?
Jolene in the mule Twelve years ago my father put his farm Red Bud in a federal program to seed the acreage in native grasses. Though the program was ended in 2017, the farm has remained in native grasses. Only paths for the four-wheeled mule are cut on the land so that the family can … Continue reading Red Bud: First Wildflowers of Spring
Time to get moving!
An old man in overalls and a beat up ball cap was standing on the edge of a Saturday farmer’s market at a Nashville church. He had several plastic grocery store bags next to him. He would talk to people as they left. In the way of city people, some would walk by and never … Continue reading Iris
We were touring the skeletal remains of corn fields in search of Sandhill Cranes, but we did not hear any bugle calls or see large birds in flight. It seemed the winter visitors had already migrated to their next residence. Occasionally a fleck of ice would mix with the drizzle hitting the windshield of the … Continue reading Redbud
“If it ain’t nodding, it ain’t walking,” old time description of a Tennessee Walking Horse This Sunday my view was filled with two black ears going forward, a thick mane flowing with motion and Zeus’ head nodding up and down as we rode through our neighbor’s soy beans. It was a beautiful sight. He was … Continue reading Zeus Chronicles: Let Zeus Be Zeus
“You know, every now and then I think you might like to hear something from us nice and easy, but there's just one thing. You see, we never ever do nothing nice and easy. We always do it nice and rough,” Tina Turner in her intro to Proud Mary. From the moment I hit the … Continue reading The Zeus Chronicles: Don’t Be a Jerk
“Every time you ride a horse you teach it something,” Big Lee For the last month every interaction with my new horse, Zeus, has been about getting to know each other and building trust. I have spent time in the barn brushing his face and neck with a soft brush while talking to him. There … Continue reading The Zeus Chronicles: It is ALL a practice