It was a beautiful month on the trails and in the woods. Deep in the woods of Mammoth Cave National Park No idea what created these holes. Favorite vantage point. Snack break
Tag: Horse
Horae
Perfect Day for a Ride
Big Moe was ready and willing to go. The weather and called and the early foliage is beautiful. It was a perfect day to be on the trails. Big Moe is a Tennessee Walking Horse. Some of the scenery from one of my favorite spots on the trail. We are up on the edge of … Continue reading Perfect Day for a Ride
It was September, that golden month
How hard it is to take Septemberstraight—not as a harbingerof something harder. Merely like suds in the air, cool scentscrubbed clean of meaning—or innocentof the cold thing coldly meant. It leaves us by degreesonly, but for one who seessummer as an absolute, Pure State of Light and Heat, the heightto which one cannot raise a … Continue reading It was September, that golden month
Barn Life: Meet the Boys
Pete was born on the farm. He has always been like the bratty little brother of the bunch. Huckleberry, a large strawberry roan, is Dad’s main ride. Each horse has a fan in the summer. They are in during the day and outside at night. The schedule will flip in October. Palomino Prince was born … Continue reading Barn Life: Meet the Boys
Buckaroo Buttercup
As the light sprinkles hit my windshield, I broke. More water was falling from my eyes than from the sky. As I looked at a blue sky, the damn of frustration and disappointment broke loose in a torrent. The day’s last minute cancelled holiday weekend plans due to the chance of morning rain broke me. … Continue reading Buckaroo Buttercup
Barn Life
Jolene does not care for the ‘no dogs in the barn rule” Recently I moved to be closer to my parents and the horses. I now take the horse and barn care every Sunday evening. Tools of the trade Dad’s art work and feeding instructions Inside View Pete (in the drawing above) and old Moe.
Feeling The Weekend
Moe, II
Sunday Morning with Moe
Four-Year-Old Me
Saturday I was in the woods riding with my good friend . We were deep a large, old growth forrest full of oak, maple, birch, hickory, walnut and sycamore trees. The light breeze moved vibrantly green leaves enough to make the light dance on the trail. The dense canopy blocked the harsh sun light and … Continue reading Four-Year-Old Me
It’s Derby Day!
When I was a kid, my favorite three days of the year were Christmas, my birthday and Derby Day. I was obsessed with horses and got into the Derby hype that was hard to miss in Kentucky. My first crush was Riva Ridge. I was devastated when his Triple Crown campaign was over in the … Continue reading It’s Derby Day!
The Yoga Cowgirl 