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Short Serpentines

Today was cloudy and somewhat cool.  When we walked out to the pasture all the horses were out of sight except Bear, who was tucked into a corner of the windblock.  When he heard our voices he turned around to look at us. After watching for a few moments he wandered over to me while… Read more »

Three Bays on the Trail

Although last summer I rode Steen out around the acres of farmland around our barn all the time, this year between my extended period of not having a saddle and Brian still getting used to Bear, we’ve stuck closer to home. But finally I realized enough is enough, and it was time to get start… Read more »

Three Bay Geldings

This morning our friend Gay was out tacking up Doc at the same time we were getting our boys ready. It was already hot and extremely humid, so Brian and I had decided to ride in the stall horse pasture with all the big shade-creating trees. We invited Gay to ride with us. We led our three… Read more »

Poor Bear

I went ahead and made him look like a fool in the hopes that he would be more comfortable.  I’ve mentioned before that he hates flies (with a passion), and he is always stamping away with his feet.  So much that his hind ankles have been swollen for weeks.  It makes me feel bad.  Thankfully… Read more »