A mysterious stone, a dance, and scotch broom

This polished stone was under a pile of manure, and our working theory, in spite of our omg-really? feelings is that this stone was inside Arainha for however long it took to get polished, because she seems fairly suddenly to be less bloated and more relaxed. Today...

Three things

Yesterday three unusual things happened. First, and the reason for the picture of lilies, I struck and killed a rabbit driving back from early morning chores. The rabbit started crossing the road, and did that swerving indecision thing, and I swerved and hit it, and...

The long hand of fear

This morning a couple of men came to the house to look at what needs to be done for yardwork, in trade for Jodie starting a young mare. We walked around the house and through the orchard, and Sasha barked from inside the house. She has fear-aggression issues, was...

Trim Lesson

Casey took us through trimming Xodo’s hind feet, one for each of us. It was hard! I am not strong enough to make a cut with the nippers on my own. Jillian is, and this picture is of her. The drill is: look at the foot, lay the rasp down the vertical center and...