Sunday, November 29, 2009

The Holidays Are Here!


I had a really nice Thanksgiving weekend. It was full of family and ponies and good food.
I got to talk with family, eat, shop, sleep, and take a lot of pictures with the Nikon.


On a wet and dreary Thanksgiving morning, my mom brought her gelding Dusty in from the barn for a little ride.

Dusty had lots of kisses for my Papa.


I got to ride my auntie's smooth Missouri Fox Trotter gelding, King, for the first time.


I took a trip with my cousin Horse Dreams, the "man cub", and cousin Sares to see a tree lighting festival.



The man cub just wanted to run and play in the wet leaves with all the other children and not listen to the Christmas carolers, like us adults. I guess he doesn't understand the concept of "holiday spirit" yet.

Back home on Sunday, I got to see My Boy. I took him up to the arena to longe him, where he was absolutely wild and out of control.

Um, yea.


Afterward, Paint Girl (a.k.a. Arabian groom extraordinaire) showed me how to "body clip" his lower legs his fetlocks.


My Boy shows no sign of mud fever, but I thought I'd be preventative and get rid of that long hair that holds in the mud and moisture.

Paint Girl took her filly Chance up to the arena for the first time, and worked on some leading and backing.
We were wondering about Chance's size when she is full-grown......but I realized that in this picture, she looks huge!

It was a good, productive, yet relaxing weekend. I am finally listening to Christmas music and starting to feel the holiday spirit. It's taken longer to get here this year, for some reason. Now I've got to figure out a plan for holiday cards. I'm not sure I want to send them out this year....... are you going to send out cards? Do you send email cards or through the mail?

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Turkey Days


I'm not sure if I've ever mentioned this, but when I was a child our family briefly had two turkeys. Mine was named "Salt" (he was white) and Paint Girl's turkey was Pepper (he was black.)



So I thought. The picture I drew when I was younger says that my turkey's name was "Wobbly." In the scrap book, I had taped in real feathers from Wobbly and Pepper.



By the way, those turkeys did not end up on our table. I don't think I could ever own a chicken or turkey, then end up eating it.


I probably wouldn't make a very good farmer.

I hope you are all enjoying this Thanksgiving holiday!



He who thanks but with the lips

Thanks but in part;

The full, the true Thanksgiving

Comes from the heart.


J.A. Shedd


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