We bought Treewater Ranch in late March, and the grass in the pastures was brown and dead, mere hints of what might spring up between these sturdy pole fences. After
We bought Treewater Ranch in late March, and the grass in the pastures was brown and dead, mere hints of what might spring up between these sturdy pole fences. After
Yesterday we took our aluminum-sided fishing boat to a local reservoir for our first outing of the newly-arrived summer season. We had a brief scare that the boat might not
I believe in good meals. By and large, we are not a snacking family (except that my children believe outdoor excursions are not complete without several baggies of crackers, nuts,
My friend Ami told me a story I’d forgotten. By her telling, she was loping through a field, riding a mare which used to be mine, and the mare was
My horse is lame, I mean, really gimpy. She’s a sweet mare I got for the kids, (Addy named her Beauty) a gentle old girl with a long history of
My horse had a crack in one of his feet recently. As a result, I was picking his hooves every day, going out with 10 minutes or less to check
Yesterday my horse got pretty upset. He showed his displeasure with a couple of impressive runs around the pasture, flattening out his back and pounding his hooves like the well-built
I’ve been reading this every day for the last week: “So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and
There’s a whoosh and a whistle in the air today, pushing out the warmth of last few days and bringing whispers of coming snow. There’s a dark wall of clouds
Yesterday, as I was making plans with someone for the fall, she said to me, “You must be over the moon about your baby boy.” I stammered a lame response.