September 2023

Rusty, but excited to be back at a recognized show after a full year, Jane and I took Bart and Derry to the National Equestrian Center today for Schooling Day. Setup of our two stalls was a little slower than usual, being out of practice. Also, unfortunately, I forgot to have someone take a picture […]

It seems to me that August is the cruelest month, apologies to T.S. Eliot. I welcome September, bringing startling blue skies, with autumn weather in the offing. But before we move along, August 31 always feels auspicious, being my father’s birthday. J. Brian Barry would have been 99 yesterday. He is gone, but remembered by