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Happy New Year, Happy Trails
Did you know that sometimes I stare at my blank computer screen with nothing to say for minutes on end? I’ll take a break from doing nothing to check and see if something gripping happened over on Facebook. Nothing did. So I’ll go back to my blank page, wondering what the hell I should write…
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Tales From the Trail: Why Does My Saddle Say Die?
Ten years ago this year my husband and I met on a guest ranch in Arizona. He was working as the head wrangler and I was the head of operations. Even though I’ve ridden off and on for most of my life, I lack the confidence of my husband. He didn’t start riding until his…
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Why Future Horse Lovers Need Our Generosity
I can’t let Thanksgiving slide by without sharing my own gratitude. Of course I’m incredibly thankful for my funny dogs, lovely husband, and my awesome Half-Arabian gelding. I feel so thankful I’m in the position to own a horse and have the option to ride anytime I want. Lately though, I have been seeing a…
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When To Ignore Logic & Follow Your Desire
In the spring of 2012, right before my husband and I got married, we started hanging out with a friend and her sister at the sister’s training facility. We rode their horses, shared laughs and relished being back in the saddle, however infrequent. After our May wedding in the Midwest, my husband and I stopped…
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Why Horse Trainers Are Horrible People Who I Can’t Live Without
I work with a couple of trainers who happen to be husband and wife. Let’s call the husband trainer Good Cop. His wife is Bad Cop. Good Cop says things like ‘great job’ and ‘good girl’ anytime I do anything resembling an improvement. He’s very encouraging and makes me feel as though I might have…
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Ode To My Husband
If he wanted a cleaner house A wife without hay in her hair and her bra If he didn’t want his truck used for moving hay If he wouldn’t help move 1000’s of pounds of hay for me every few months If he wanted a wife with a hot meal on the dinner table at…