Tonight as we were feeding the horses, a low fog rolled into the wet pastures just as the sun was setting. It was beautiful. And as I excitedly tried to run back to the barn to grab my phone, I tripped over a fence wire and went Splat! Right into the mud. But never mind that. We still got the pictures. 🙂
A Holiday Walk
Labor Day Weekend
Here’s to making hay while the sun shines. And to those who work with their hands and hearts. And for our friends (and my sweet hubby) who toiled for three days in the intense summer heat to cut, bale, stack and haul 704 square bales–about 30,000 lbs.–of big, beautiful, healthy grass. So thankful for their labor these last few days…and feeling grateful to Mother Nature…and to the late Colonel ‘Red’ Tutwiler, who planned and built this special place nearly 50 years ago. We are merely its keepers for the time being and feel blessed to be so.
Whan the sunne shinth make hay. Whiche is to say. Take time whan time cometh, lest time steale away.
(Old English Proverb, 1546)
‘Her Little Pony’
Well, it only took us 26 years…but Arielle now has her first “pony!” Technically speaking, he’s a miniature horse; however, we’ll not stand on formalities here. Our little girl is over the moon with her little “Humphrey” – and so are we!!
A very special thanks to M.W. Bridges for helping us find this little sweetie.
Portraits of Dane
Dane was my true soul-mate during the horse show years. He took me to heights (literally) I never thought we’d reach…and patiently showed me how to really ride. We’ve been together for over 12 years now and still going strong — and having fun. 🙂 Mike and I may never have a horse quite like this one again, and we are honored to be his caretakers.