When Things Feel Out Of Control

The worst days are the ones when I ought to be up the yard. As a writer and freelancer, I'm good at managing my time. I have stuff to get done and I know how much energy each task takes, and, more likely, how much anxiety I have to be generating around a deadline until …

The Crop Chronicles: I Give Up

We may be nearing the end of this series.. *** OH, DON'T BE SILLY—NOT HORSEBACK RIDING!  I tried. I did, I really did. But the dressage whip is the only thing Rebel respects, and it now seems pointless for me to ride without it. Which means I gotta figure out how to get it from …

The Crop Chronicles: The Amazing and Magical Stick of Wonder

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA that stick was so manky! *** 28 February, 2008 We were walking the horses round and round prior to starting Tuesday's hour. Reb had been chowing down before the lesson, the first of his day, and I reckoned it could go either way: grumpy from having been taken away from his hay, or fizzy …