My Soapbox for Equestrian Writings. Reading time less than 1 minute. My pockets are full of hay. And half eaten candy canes. And the occasional half of an alfalfa cube. They mark me as a horse owner.

A dream is a wish your heart makes. I wanted to share a couple of non competing photos of Dandy that Photos by The Floyds. Captured from his trip to Rebecca Farm. I think they are some of my favorites of him ever. But more than that, they really sum up what I loved and miss about being part of a team, this team in particular. Lots of people asked .

Documenting the adventures of the occupants of the house on the hill. Ready for another potentially boring house post? I recently hinted at things going on in the house on the hill, and one of them is as small, or large, as changing out our living room set. Then recently we decided to take our formerly online search on the road and found not one, but two sets that actually seemed attractive.

The Saddest Face in the World. Dang work, always interfering with my riding. Inspired Thoughts While on the Bobcat. Clay, My First Horse.

A journey to the hunter ring, with an ottb and a mutt. Off my list this season before the show season is even upon us! What are you doing to prepare for show season? March 29, 2015.

2015 goals, shows, and plan. Zen and the Art of Baby Horse Management. An inquiry into values and survival in a life with baby horses. Accountability has been the name of the game with me and Princess Murray lately. I made all these goals at the beginning of the quarter, and a big part of achieving them means that we have to start getting serious about some things. For example, no more yucky transitions. No more sticky walk where I nag for forward with my seat.