I remember sitting in our living room when we lived in the city and discussing farm life. Even as we itched to escape the bustle around us, we talked about what we each wanted. From the first conversation, it was always a bull for my husband. He wanted a bull. Not a steer. Not a… Continue reading Never a Bull Moment
Over and over again, God has tugged on my heart to write, write, write. When I get a fresh reminder, I usually spend 2 or 3 days trying to put a little energy toward it. Then I fizzle out. For more years than I care to recount, this has been my pattern. Now, I find… Continue reading But, What Do I Write?
Risky has been full of lessons for me lately - like don't add garlic to her dinner, she's not a fan. Today, after a good ride, I gave her a bath. I tied her, and began the process of soaking, soaping, and rinsing. About half way through the first side, she decided she wasn't having… Continue reading Just Step Back
Or maybe I should say it's not as hard for me as I thought it would be. Leaving the feed store, that is. It was such a huge part of our lives but for such a short time. When I walk in now, I see the potential again. I see the growth and the changes.… Continue reading It’s Not Hard For Me
I was only a child when I got my first pony, her name was Rainbow. I knew nothing about how to care for a horse, I did not know what they needed in terms of medical attention, wound care, diet, exercise, or even how to teach them good habits/healthy boundaries. But I had my mom,… Continue reading Good, Bad, Unsolicited