Anne

We are heartbroken to lose a second dog in less than a month. We have known that Cedar had a tumor on her kidney for almost two years, and we have been considering her to be in “hospice care” for a while now. But today was the end. Fragments of a poem in Prayers From […]

There are not many horses at the show, unfortunately. As a result, start time was moved up to 10 AM, which made departure easier for us. But few entries create ring conflicts, so the expected time of our class at 11 AM became 1 PM. Nonetheless, our loyal crowd of supporters – Harry, Louise, and

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

The past week has been the hottest week I can remember. Riding has been postponed. The horses have suffered and sweated, as have we all. Luckily, Fred came to shoe the horses before the heat wave arrived. It was the last really pleasant day we had, and that was ten days ago. Somehow, I neglected