Thursday, June 21, 2012
Sunshine in the form of flowers...
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Once in a blue moon....
Every so often in life, you meet someone who stirs your heart and makes an impact how you see the world. I would say this has happened to me maybe three times in my life. Once when I was a young girl, around junior high age. There was a girl in my class, whom I really didn't know, but who struck me as such a kind hearted, soft-spoken, gentle person. I never really got to know her... but I remember her first name was Mary. In later years, after I came to know the Lord, I have often wondered if she was a Christ-follower. Her heart attitude certainly portrayed Him.
The second time that I can recall was more of a slow-awakening realization of the beauty of a person's heart. Any of my current friends who read this will know I'm talking about Missy. I've never seen anyone embrace life with such joy and hope as she did. She loved EVERYONE. And as time went on, and she grew closer to the Lord, I was amazed at her transformation and how peaceful and joy-filled she was. Heaven forbid one should say anything negative in front of Missy... she would always find the bright side of things. I was one of the worst pessimists when I first got to know her. She would giggle at me all the time...even wanted to get a shirt for me that said, "I can't"... LOL Sadly, we all lost her suddenly several years ago, at the age of 42. But the impact she made on me, and on everyone who's lives she touched, I know lives on today.
Now, I don't know this third person that well. Not yet anyway. But I'm so excited and wait in anticipation to see what the Lord is going to do in her life. She's only 18. But she reminds me of Missy... the joy that she spreads around, the way she embraces life, her enthusiasm and love for all, and yet the strength that she exudes.... Wow! I can only imagine where God will take her. She gives me hope for the future of our country... if there are even a few like her out there, the world is a much better place. Cassidy is the senior girl that I had the blessing of photographing this past week. I feel so lucky to have had the opportunity to get to know her this year, and I know God has great plans for her life...
In saying all that.. I guess I just wanted to give Kudos for all the positive people out there and to share these lovely images of the beautiful Cassidy, in hopes that maybe, just maybe, we would all try to be a little more like these three ladies.
Blessings!
Saturday, June 16, 2012
Wowsa! I can't believe it's been so long since I posted about my horse adventure... For those few who actually follow this blog and want to read it...my apologies. Life certainly has gotten in the way of my journaling.
Since March, my last blog date, so many things have occurred within my family... quite a few traumatic things, actually, but we have all come through okay, though maybe not unscathed. Some of us are still licking our wounds, and some of us are still just plugging away trying to get through our trials. But the most awesome thing is that my family is intact and we are all unified. Thank you, Lord, for that blessing.
The one constant that I can say I have in my life, besides the love of my husband, children, extended family and friends (lol... that's quite a few more than ONE)... is the joy I feel each time I venture outside to muck, visit, brush or just sit and stare at Solomon, my dream horse. You have to understand, I did not know I had a dream horse up until I owned him. I never aspired to be a horsewoman... I was perfectly happy to sit on the sidelines, cheering my husband and daughters on in their escapades. Apparently, God had/has a different plan for my life than what I have in mind. THANK GOODNESS! I think, wait, I know, my plan is much smaller and less adventuresome than His. God brought Solomon into my life at just the right time. Even now, after 5 months or so, I still feel utter peace every time I am with him... It has to be from God.
So...on to my latest "adventure"... Last weekend, for the first time, my friend, Sylvia, and I trailered out to my property in McKenna to "play" with our mutual dear friend, Jeanie, and her horses. Sylvia showed up with her mammoth trailer, and the first thing we noticed was that...ummm... Mike parked my little trailer right by the gate that we usually use to circle around with the trailers. Being the brave soul that she is, Sylvia managed to pull the trailer onto our lot, circle around, back through two posts with only a few inches on each side to spare, and turn the trailer around so we could go on our adventure. We were all pretty tickled that we accomplished this with not a man in sight~! LOL.
So we loaded up Solomon and Double, Sylvia's horse, and off we went. Once we were at Jeanie's, we unloaded without incident, and Jeanie went to get her hubby's horse, Indy, to walk... Indy is a little more high strung than Solomon... well.... maybe a lot. As she was walking Indy over, I was just playing a little with Solomon on the line, and I noticed the closer Indy got, the taller Solomon got. Now Solomon is no small horse. At 5'3, a 15.2 hand horse is big for me... but when they get "tall"... whew! His head was WAAAAAY over mine.. I admit I felt a bit intimidated, and stopped all my activity. I don't think that was the RIGHT thing to do, but I didn't know what else to do. (I talked to Mike later and he counseled me... so next time.... ) Anyhoo.... Eventually we went on a little walk and that was fun, so we decided to play in the round pen.... THIS is where the adventure happened... and the lesson was learned.
I was feeling pretty brave I think... Maybe stupidly brave. We didn't have a bareback pad, as Annalise forgot to load it for me. My fault, really, as I should have checked. Did that stop me from getting on my horse? Noooooo...... (what?!) So I cleverly got him to the rail quietly (I was feeling pretty clever), and climbed up and got on...
Well.... the first thing that I realized, was that I forgot to tie the lead rope to the halter, so I had the rope only on one side. Mistake Number One.
Then I accidentally bumped him with my legs so he started walking before I was ready. Mistake Number Two.
Then I got nervous and squeezed even tighter, so Solomon thought I wanted a trot, which he did nicely and quietly. Problem is... I don't know how to trot. Mistake Number Three.
Then I freaked out inside my head and said out loud, "I don't know how to trot!"... and my inside voice said... GET OFF! So I put my legs over the side and slid off. Did I stop my horse first? Oh no.... Remember I said I was feeling clever? Well, this wasn't cleverness... this was pure "out of body experience, I don't know what I'm doing, I'm just going to get off, I think I'm athletic enough-ness".... So yeah. I got off my horse, WHILE he was trotting.. Remember how I said he is my dream horse though? Even though he's a baby, at 3, has barely been ridden, never been trotted with a rider, and had someone get off while in motion... he stopped and stepped away from me immediately, protecting me from being stepped on.... Oh my gosh..... I love him so much! Still, I fell on my bum and got a pretty good bruise.... Was sore for three days. Mistake Number Four.
But he is so amazing. I still feel lucky every single day.
Have a great weekend everyone... I'm attaching a new photo of him , after a great bath (He rolled in the mud immediately after the photos)
Since March, my last blog date, so many things have occurred within my family... quite a few traumatic things, actually, but we have all come through okay, though maybe not unscathed. Some of us are still licking our wounds, and some of us are still just plugging away trying to get through our trials. But the most awesome thing is that my family is intact and we are all unified. Thank you, Lord, for that blessing.
The one constant that I can say I have in my life, besides the love of my husband, children, extended family and friends (lol... that's quite a few more than ONE)... is the joy I feel each time I venture outside to muck, visit, brush or just sit and stare at Solomon, my dream horse. You have to understand, I did not know I had a dream horse up until I owned him. I never aspired to be a horsewoman... I was perfectly happy to sit on the sidelines, cheering my husband and daughters on in their escapades. Apparently, God had/has a different plan for my life than what I have in mind. THANK GOODNESS! I think, wait, I know, my plan is much smaller and less adventuresome than His. God brought Solomon into my life at just the right time. Even now, after 5 months or so, I still feel utter peace every time I am with him... It has to be from God.
So...on to my latest "adventure"... Last weekend, for the first time, my friend, Sylvia, and I trailered out to my property in McKenna to "play" with our mutual dear friend, Jeanie, and her horses. Sylvia showed up with her mammoth trailer, and the first thing we noticed was that...ummm... Mike parked my little trailer right by the gate that we usually use to circle around with the trailers. Being the brave soul that she is, Sylvia managed to pull the trailer onto our lot, circle around, back through two posts with only a few inches on each side to spare, and turn the trailer around so we could go on our adventure. We were all pretty tickled that we accomplished this with not a man in sight~! LOL.
So we loaded up Solomon and Double, Sylvia's horse, and off we went. Once we were at Jeanie's, we unloaded without incident, and Jeanie went to get her hubby's horse, Indy, to walk... Indy is a little more high strung than Solomon... well.... maybe a lot. As she was walking Indy over, I was just playing a little with Solomon on the line, and I noticed the closer Indy got, the taller Solomon got. Now Solomon is no small horse. At 5'3, a 15.2 hand horse is big for me... but when they get "tall"... whew! His head was WAAAAAY over mine.. I admit I felt a bit intimidated, and stopped all my activity. I don't think that was the RIGHT thing to do, but I didn't know what else to do. (I talked to Mike later and he counseled me... so next time.... ) Anyhoo.... Eventually we went on a little walk and that was fun, so we decided to play in the round pen.... THIS is where the adventure happened... and the lesson was learned.
I was feeling pretty brave I think... Maybe stupidly brave. We didn't have a bareback pad, as Annalise forgot to load it for me. My fault, really, as I should have checked. Did that stop me from getting on my horse? Noooooo...... (what?!) So I cleverly got him to the rail quietly (I was feeling pretty clever), and climbed up and got on...
Well.... the first thing that I realized, was that I forgot to tie the lead rope to the halter, so I had the rope only on one side. Mistake Number One.
Then I accidentally bumped him with my legs so he started walking before I was ready. Mistake Number Two.
Then I got nervous and squeezed even tighter, so Solomon thought I wanted a trot, which he did nicely and quietly. Problem is... I don't know how to trot. Mistake Number Three.
Then I freaked out inside my head and said out loud, "I don't know how to trot!"... and my inside voice said... GET OFF! So I put my legs over the side and slid off. Did I stop my horse first? Oh no.... Remember I said I was feeling clever? Well, this wasn't cleverness... this was pure "out of body experience, I don't know what I'm doing, I'm just going to get off, I think I'm athletic enough-ness".... So yeah. I got off my horse, WHILE he was trotting.. Remember how I said he is my dream horse though? Even though he's a baby, at 3, has barely been ridden, never been trotted with a rider, and had someone get off while in motion... he stopped and stepped away from me immediately, protecting me from being stepped on.... Oh my gosh..... I love him so much! Still, I fell on my bum and got a pretty good bruise.... Was sore for three days. Mistake Number Four.
But he is so amazing. I still feel lucky every single day.
Monday, March 5, 2012
My Glass Half Full....
I've learned through the years that there are two ways to look at my life... My glass is either half full, or half empty. When I look at it as half empty, I find that I'm focusing on the negatives, the have-nots, the what-ifs, the shoulda-woulda-coulda's. Those are the times my heart is heavy, filled with sadness, and/or regret.
But! When my glass is half full, I'm focusing on all the blessings in my life, the good things I'm seeing, the positive outcomes, hope for the future, and my eyes are on the horizon of what is to come. My heart is full of joy, peace, patience, kindness... oh wait... All the fruits of the Spirit! (Galatians 5:22-23)
This weekend, we had a grand adventure with our horses... First, early in the morning, I gave my first bath to Solomon. Oh my... I was nervous, but excited to take on this new venture. Solomon was rock steady as usual, and Mike and Christina did a great job teaching me... My horse had so much mud caked on, it took a full 15 minutes just to wet and rinse him, before we even attempted to use soap. I feel like next time I will be able to do it by myself... Pretty huge for me.
Onward... Mike let me load Solomon into the horse trailer once... Another new thing for me. I've never loaded anything but groceries into my truck! hehe. It was fun, a little scary, but I think with practice, I could get better. Solomon had no issues... he's my rock.
Next we trailered all three of the babies (Solomon, 3; Hercules, 4; and Dreamer, 4) out to the property to "walk"... My friends, Sylvia and Paul, came along with their horses, Double and Max. We met Jeanie and Bob at their house and they let our babies play in the paddock to "get their giggles out", as Jeanie calls it, before attempting a 3 mile walk. Soon we were all off and running (well, walking) throughout the Highland Meadows neighborhood. I won't tell you everything we did, but suffice it to say, I learned a lot and faced some challenges, but Solomon and I taught each other a few things and I felt great at the end of the day...
After arriving home, Mike and I discussed the days events, and Mike right away started analyzing himself and the ways he might have failed throughout the day. It was an eye-opener for me. I never really realized how critical of himself he is, and how high his expectations of himself. God gave me good words of encouragement to say to him... I feel like I saw my husband through different eyes that day. He has always been my tower of strength, my rock and someone I see as so amazing. He's smart, strong, capable, kind...etc. etc. But he does not see himself that way. I hope that my words helped him to look at himself and his accomplishments in a new way... We talked about stopping and looking at all the good things that happen in an even instead of nitpicking and trying to figure out what we could do better. Not that there isn't a time or place for that... of course there is. But if we always focus on what we didn't do, or failed at... where is the joy?
So I feel like God showed me two things today:
1. Am I remembering to look at my glass half full? Counting my blessings? Being thankful? Sure there are things in my life that sadden me, that are not reconciled, that I can't fix. But is that where my focus is?
2. How can I help someone else to change their perspective? Each day, am I an encouragement to someone who needs it? Who can I bless today?
Thank you, Lord, for teaching me something new every day!
But! When my glass is half full, I'm focusing on all the blessings in my life, the good things I'm seeing, the positive outcomes, hope for the future, and my eyes are on the horizon of what is to come. My heart is full of joy, peace, patience, kindness... oh wait... All the fruits of the Spirit! (Galatians 5:22-23)
This weekend, we had a grand adventure with our horses... First, early in the morning, I gave my first bath to Solomon. Oh my... I was nervous, but excited to take on this new venture. Solomon was rock steady as usual, and Mike and Christina did a great job teaching me... My horse had so much mud caked on, it took a full 15 minutes just to wet and rinse him, before we even attempted to use soap. I feel like next time I will be able to do it by myself... Pretty huge for me.
Onward... Mike let me load Solomon into the horse trailer once... Another new thing for me. I've never loaded anything but groceries into my truck! hehe. It was fun, a little scary, but I think with practice, I could get better. Solomon had no issues... he's my rock.
Next we trailered all three of the babies (Solomon, 3; Hercules, 4; and Dreamer, 4) out to the property to "walk"... My friends, Sylvia and Paul, came along with their horses, Double and Max. We met Jeanie and Bob at their house and they let our babies play in the paddock to "get their giggles out", as Jeanie calls it, before attempting a 3 mile walk. Soon we were all off and running (well, walking) throughout the Highland Meadows neighborhood. I won't tell you everything we did, but suffice it to say, I learned a lot and faced some challenges, but Solomon and I taught each other a few things and I felt great at the end of the day...
After arriving home, Mike and I discussed the days events, and Mike right away started analyzing himself and the ways he might have failed throughout the day. It was an eye-opener for me. I never really realized how critical of himself he is, and how high his expectations of himself. God gave me good words of encouragement to say to him... I feel like I saw my husband through different eyes that day. He has always been my tower of strength, my rock and someone I see as so amazing. He's smart, strong, capable, kind...etc. etc. But he does not see himself that way. I hope that my words helped him to look at himself and his accomplishments in a new way... We talked about stopping and looking at all the good things that happen in an even instead of nitpicking and trying to figure out what we could do better. Not that there isn't a time or place for that... of course there is. But if we always focus on what we didn't do, or failed at... where is the joy?
So I feel like God showed me two things today:
1. Am I remembering to look at my glass half full? Counting my blessings? Being thankful? Sure there are things in my life that sadden me, that are not reconciled, that I can't fix. But is that where my focus is?
2. How can I help someone else to change their perspective? Each day, am I an encouragement to someone who needs it? Who can I bless today?
Thank you, Lord, for teaching me something new every day!
Mwah! Have a great week everyone... and enjoy my before and after bath photos, as well as the photos of our babies romping in the paddock...
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
The Spirit of Peace....
Nothing big happened, except Solomon just wouldn't stay away while I tried to muck by his feed bag. It had so much hay on the ground and he had pooped there a few times so I really needed to clean it.
- So I told him to go stand "over there" (mind you he had already been eating for over an hour, just to be fair)....
- He kept coming back though...and I was working so hard to get him to stay over there. I think I put my rake down to get after him at least 10 times. So I went and got the flag.
As I was walk to get it , I realized I was starting to get a little annoyed and didn't want to work with him with that attitude. How did I know this? I was moving briskly, maybe possibly stomping my feet a little, and not having happy thoughts.... so I gave myself a talking to, and adjusted my thoughts so i would treat it as a learning situation...Whew! Stupidity averted.
- So using the flag at first only worked minimally... he moved away but still didn't take me very seriously. I put the rake outside the pen and moved him around the pen a bit. He was pretty high energy... which may be attributed to his not having been worked with for a few days. I'm sure he has some pent up energy.
- After about 10 minutes or so...he calmed down a LITTLE... and I decided to try again to muck. This is one of my questions...did I stop too soon? His head was still a little high... I wouldn't say he was relaxed. Did I just answer my own question?
I kept the flag nearby...but only had to use it about twice and it took way less to get him to know I wanted him not to come over.
At the end he stayed over by the water trough... and when I was done, I went over and petted him, and got him to follow me, and offered him his hay so he knew it was okay to eat again...
- It was fun!! I felt good that I did that by myself... There were a few times I could tell that my messages weren't clear...
- My second question is... how do I keep from getting so dizzy when he's running around in circles? Oh my. I've been told to find a focal point and not follow him with my eyes...but it's so HARD! Pretty soon I feel like I'm going to fall over! That would be a sight, wouldn't it?
So my lesson for the day, which I do think I learned, was not to react with emotion to situations when they aren't going the way I want them to. Take a moment to gather my thoughts and get my priorities straight. It's not about being "right"... it's about being fair and clear... whether I'm interacting with my darling horse, my dogs, my kids or my sweet husband.
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Galations 5:22
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Learning together....
Today I had a blast getting outside. The sun was shining and it was cool but not cold. Bundled up in my sweatshirt, vest and gloves, I headed out to do my "chores"... after having done all the housework, that is. I needed a break from the stale air inside, so I'm glad today was so beautiful out. A rarity for a February day in Washington State. Anyhoo.... I headed out, grabbed the wheelbarrow and took care of all Solomon's housekeeping... Then, noticing his water trough looked greenish, I dumped his water out and got the little scrubby brush. After I got it all sparkly clean, I began to fill the trough with fresh water, hoping he would come and play in the water again. He waited until the water was overflowing before finally coming over to swish is nose in the tub. I grabbed a few fun pictures, but he wasn't as silly as usual.
Next, I haltered him and took him out to brush out some mud. Oh my goodness. I wish he would stop rolling. Not that that will ever happen.. I got what I could off him then decided to see how he does with a spray bottle of ShowSheen. I really wanted to get his mane all pretty. He was a little nervous at times, but we worked through it... I've watched Mike and Christina work with horses and spray bottles many times, so I kind of knew to let him touch it, smell it, feel it, and hear it... I even sprayed some ShowSheen in my hands first and put it on his mane to comb out the first tangles. After a bit I was able to spray it directly on his mane. What a pretty boy he is going to be when his mane grows out! Then I wanted to work on his forelock... We had to work on getting him to lower his head so I could reach. I was kind of proud of myself... (smile)... I knew to give a little pressure downward and let up when he started to lower his head... we had to do it several times before he kept it down for more than one second. Instead of going directly to combing, I petted his forehead a bit, and then started combing and he kept his head down the WHOLE TIME!!! I was grinning ear to ear... I know this all sound like small piddly stuff. But to me it's all huge!
Here's the amazing thing... and my Lesson Learned for the day... the whole time I was out there (TWO HOURS)... I had not one stressful thought. I didn't think about Nick, the housework, school, absolutely NOTHING, except for the horse and his responses to me. I realized that that is where the therapy is for me... and the MAGIC of horses. There has never been a single thing that I have been able to do for two hours and keep my brain turned off... Thoughts are always running amuck in my head .... a little like a bunch of bumper cars. Boy do I need time off from that!
So today I'm so thankful for sunshine and Solomon... Thank you Jesus, for these gifts!!
Next, I haltered him and took him out to brush out some mud. Oh my goodness. I wish he would stop rolling. Not that that will ever happen.. I got what I could off him then decided to see how he does with a spray bottle of ShowSheen. I really wanted to get his mane all pretty. He was a little nervous at times, but we worked through it... I've watched Mike and Christina work with horses and spray bottles many times, so I kind of knew to let him touch it, smell it, feel it, and hear it... I even sprayed some ShowSheen in my hands first and put it on his mane to comb out the first tangles. After a bit I was able to spray it directly on his mane. What a pretty boy he is going to be when his mane grows out! Then I wanted to work on his forelock... We had to work on getting him to lower his head so I could reach. I was kind of proud of myself... (smile)... I knew to give a little pressure downward and let up when he started to lower his head... we had to do it several times before he kept it down for more than one second. Instead of going directly to combing, I petted his forehead a bit, and then started combing and he kept his head down the WHOLE TIME!!! I was grinning ear to ear... I know this all sound like small piddly stuff. But to me it's all huge!
Here's the amazing thing... and my Lesson Learned for the day... the whole time I was out there (TWO HOURS)... I had not one stressful thought. I didn't think about Nick, the housework, school, absolutely NOTHING, except for the horse and his responses to me. I realized that that is where the therapy is for me... and the MAGIC of horses. There has never been a single thing that I have been able to do for two hours and keep my brain turned off... Thoughts are always running amuck in my head .... a little like a bunch of bumper cars. Boy do I need time off from that!
So today I'm so thankful for sunshine and Solomon... Thank you Jesus, for these gifts!!
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
.... Learning to Laugh At Myself...
How I wish I could have taken a photo of my adventure with Solomon the day before yesterday, and again today... Maybe I should have one of my girls follow me around shooting my adventures?
On Monday, I went out to do my "chores"..mucking the round pen where Solomon is staying till Galaxy finds her new home. As I pushed the wheelbarrow into the round pen, Solomon discovered that I'm not very coordinated and I left a gap between the barrow and the side of the round pen... just big enough for him to fit through. Little did I know you are not supposed to let the horse stand at the gate as close as possible when you are trying to push a wheelbarrow in... He took it upon himself to leap over the feeding trough he had knocked over during the day... as I watched in dismay...
Aloud, I said, "Okay fine...go eat grass while I go get the halter.", shaking my head at myself. So I'm fumbling trying to figure which side is up or down with the halter, and walking towards him and every time I get within touching reach, he does a little toss of his head and moves off...not really with an attitude, but definitely fast enough that I can't block him. I try about 10 times... and finally realize I need help....
So I go hollering up to the house to get one of the girls... Annalise sticks her head out the window, yelling, "what did you do now, Mom?"... Ya think my kids are getting used to my silliness? Christina comes out and catches him within 5 minutes.
So...lessons learned that day:
1. The horse does not get to stand by the gate when I'm coming in or out... especially with the wheelbarrow.
2. Laugh at yourself, because you are funny.
Tuesday I did not have a horse adventure. I did have a photography one. But it's embarrassing, and I got hurt, and I don't want to talk about it. NOT a laughing matter. However, if someone, once again, had had a camera on me... it would be a comedy shot. Nuff said.
Wednesday: Today. I got into the round pen just fine to muck...very proud of myself for making Solomon stand away from the gate while I moved in. He was a good boy. So as I start mucking, Annalise decides it's time to put the other horses out. Well, Kiowa, our old Appy gelding, thinks he has to do quite a bit of heehawing once she turns him loose in the field... it's way across the property, but within view , for sure. Solomon thinks he'd like to join the fun and starts running pretty fast around the round pen. I'm in the middle. My anxiety level went up about 10 notches... Every couple of times around, he decides he might want to come in and check on me...but he comes in really really fast... Scare me! So I flap my arms like a bird and tell him no you can't come into me like that...This goes on for aneternity about 3 or 4 minutes...and then he all of a sudden stops quietly and walks in to me like he's supposed and stares at me... I'm sure he's saying..."wasn't that fun?"... After that he just quietly follows me around while I muck.
Lesson learned today:
1. Be Calm...Don't Panic... You know what to do!
LOL
On Monday, I went out to do my "chores"..mucking the round pen where Solomon is staying till Galaxy finds her new home. As I pushed the wheelbarrow into the round pen, Solomon discovered that I'm not very coordinated and I left a gap between the barrow and the side of the round pen... just big enough for him to fit through. Little did I know you are not supposed to let the horse stand at the gate as close as possible when you are trying to push a wheelbarrow in... He took it upon himself to leap over the feeding trough he had knocked over during the day... as I watched in dismay...
Aloud, I said, "Okay fine...go eat grass while I go get the halter.", shaking my head at myself. So I'm fumbling trying to figure which side is up or down with the halter, and walking towards him and every time I get within touching reach, he does a little toss of his head and moves off...not really with an attitude, but definitely fast enough that I can't block him. I try about 10 times... and finally realize I need help....
So I go hollering up to the house to get one of the girls... Annalise sticks her head out the window, yelling, "what did you do now, Mom?"... Ya think my kids are getting used to my silliness? Christina comes out and catches him within 5 minutes.
So...lessons learned that day:
1. The horse does not get to stand by the gate when I'm coming in or out... especially with the wheelbarrow.
2. Laugh at yourself, because you are funny.
Tuesday I did not have a horse adventure. I did have a photography one. But it's embarrassing, and I got hurt, and I don't want to talk about it. NOT a laughing matter. However, if someone, once again, had had a camera on me... it would be a comedy shot. Nuff said.
Wednesday: Today. I got into the round pen just fine to muck...very proud of myself for making Solomon stand away from the gate while I moved in. He was a good boy. So as I start mucking, Annalise decides it's time to put the other horses out. Well, Kiowa, our old Appy gelding, thinks he has to do quite a bit of heehawing once she turns him loose in the field... it's way across the property, but within view , for sure. Solomon thinks he'd like to join the fun and starts running pretty fast around the round pen. I'm in the middle. My anxiety level went up about 10 notches... Every couple of times around, he decides he might want to come in and check on me...but he comes in really really fast... Scare me! So I flap my arms like a bird and tell him no you can't come into me like that...This goes on for an
Lesson learned today:
1. Be Calm...Don't Panic... You know what to do!
LOL
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