A Story of Addiction, Dysfunction, Codependency… and Horses
In honour of hoping that the two long sticks I have hidden are still where I put them when lessons are back on. *** September, 2012 A couple of weeks ago — see, I didn't even bother writing about this, because honestly, this is like the eleventy billionth post on this topic. A couple of …
Continue reading "The Crop Chronicles: If You Love Something, Set it Free…"
I've written about this before, but things have changed. I wrote this, specifically, five-ish years ago: Where does it cross the line, though, into irreparability? Is there room for compromise, for example? 'It' = getting the horse doing what he's meant to do. Is there room for compromise? How do I adjust, allowing for the …
I know that weather is only weather, but holy wow, the weather. It is horrible. As of this writing, the sun is breaking the stones, but that's just for now. Who knows what it will do later? It could — because it has — turn into November in July in the snap of a finger. …
Something unexpected happened on Saturday. On Saturday, I was still feeling a little 'boo hoo hoo' because my weekend away in the South of France was now in the past; a little sleepy — this 'living closer to the yard' thing is great, honestly, but I see now that I really used the second bus …
Continue reading "Surprise! In Which I ask For William and Get Him"
I have one more chapter to go in my horsey-divorcey book, and I — I don't even know how to get my head around that. The last chapter to go is the penultimate chapter, which is weird, but not. It's kind of the 'biggest' one of them all, and the actual last chapter was really …
I have been many places in the sunshine, and there is really no better place on earth than Ireland when the sky is clear, blue, and cloud-free. And there is no better thing to be doing than racketing around the fields, up in the hills, on horseback. If you're not me. I have had an …
Continue reading "Sunshine, and the F Corner: A Weekend of Two Halves"
We didn't jump on Tuesday, and we didn't jump on Saturday, and I woke up on Sunday wondering, Do I remember how to jump? I ride often, but I haven't been riding for very long, and so stuff like that gets into my head. In the beginning, even up until my second year, time taken …
Continue reading "No Pictures, No Ribbons, No Nothing — But a Really Good Round"
So, I can't post video here, but I have it up on FB, and — and I put it on my phone, too... I've got a list: > Toes in > Contact! > Sit back > Elbows in, too > Look up! I'm sure there's more, but I swear, if I look at that thing …
I woke up and thought, Wouldn't it be nice to just lie here and daydream about going double clear over the 80s on Connell? This is the thing that makes people not do what they say they're going to do: it is nice to just lounge around and make up the story, the perfect story, …
*Because horse people hang their rosettes from their rear-view mirrors. MY SECOND ROSETTE We found out on Saturday that there was going to be more showjumping starting on Sunday. Not a league, we didn't think, it was only for a month, but ah, sure, why not go along and have another go? I thought, I'll …
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