Category Horses

Memories of Color

The Earth around me is bleak, shivering under a thin mantle of snow. So I’ll add cheer to the day by posting a scene from autumn’s full glory.   There. That helped.

A Moment of Equine Equanimity

I’ve always loved my neighbors’ horses; no matter how scorching the heat or brutal the storm, they remain stolidly grazing, heads down and serenely unperturbed. I take comfort in their tranquility. The arrival of new foals also reminds me of beauty’s ephemeral permanence. The eagle soars away, the startled deer bounds across the field, and […]

Sage the Horse Whisperer

I now have proof that my aspiring Dr. Doolittle is a Horse Whisperer as well as a Lamb Whisperer. Court was the one who befriended this young horse first; the horse, all alone in one of the pastures bordering our house, was surprisingly enthusiastic about playing a chase game with my happily barking dog. Although […]

Horses in the hoarfrost

My son hopped off the schoolbus a few days ago, and we headed for the house as we usually do. But the day’s calm gray beauty hadn’t yet waned; even though it was late afternoon and the darkness was approaching, the trees were still enrobed in hoarfrost. Sage was more than willing to come back […]

Colicky horses and canine inspirations

My dog Chaussette may be dying, but apparently she never got the message about that inconvenient fact. It’s been over a month now since I loaded her and my son Sage into the car and drove them to Sage’s school. “You should probably say goodbye,” I told Sage as he got out. “Chaussette might be […]

Alondra’s day in the country

Alondra had a rural odyssey this morning; we walked several miles through a tranquil country landscape, absorbing the peace of nature, making the most of the sunny hours that blessed us despite dire storm-filled weather forecasts. She had just finished writing the captions for these photos when she had to go home, so I’ll post […]

The Aspirations of Wild Things

I saw a rare sight today: a herd of deer picking their way delicately across one of the fields behind our house. One would think, being out in the country, deer would hardly be a novelty, but they are. (I’ve even found myself wishing we had MORE deer when the ground was covered with half-spoiled […]