My Soapbox for Equestrian Writings
This spring we’ve had short hunting season. We had so much snow on the ground for so long that when it was finally warm enough and dry enough to hunt, neither I nor my horses were in any kind of shape. Now, suddenly, the season is coming to an end (this is the last weekend) […]
Read MoreAfter a week of amazing spring weather I’ve almost (not quite) forgotten what a lousy winter we’ve had. It’s been absolutely wonderful to go and ride Freedom and Zelda, to feel the warmth of the sun, to not sink up to our collective knees in snow. In theory, hunt season started last Tuesday. Sadly, the […]
Read MoreIn September the fall season stretches ahead and the possibilities seem infinite. Thanksgiving is a long way off and the weather is more like summer than winter. Now, as the season winds down I’ve had to break out my heavy weight Melton and brace against the winds. Saturday was the annual blessing of the hounds […]
Read MoreSome mornings the idea of hunting is daunting. Especially Tuesday mornings. Last Tuesday, I had my doubts about the hunt. We’d hunted the territory recently and I was running behind schedule. I had driven my daughter to school, stopped to feed the horses, hitched my trailer and left coffee for my husband. It was already […]
Read MoreGreat day for hunting — shafts of sunlight punctuated by dramatic skies and gorgeous foliage. We rode about 8 miles and while it threatened to rain a few times, the first drops didn’t fall until we were back at the trailers! Thanks to Suzanne for the photo of me on Zelda. I couldn’t stop smiling.
Read MoreTuesday mornings are tight for hunting. First thing in the morning I hitch the trailer. Next I drive my daughter to school (without the trailer, that would be way too embarrassing for the high school, although I did occasionally pull the trailer to the middle school). Then it’s off to the barn to feed, groom […]
Read MoreThis morning’s hunt started from an Alpaca farm. The Alpacas appeared last year — when Freedom first saw them his eyes got as round as saucers. At first he was too startled to move and then he proved that he could back up very, very fast. I wasn’t able to hunt today — work got […]
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