Showing posts from February, 2015

In which we prep for endurance season by stuffing our heads (and mouths)

One of the lovely things about the Green Bean movement is an upsurge of interest in Endurance 101 clinics.

Doctor Susan Garlinghouse led a two-day course of instruction last weekend at Griffinwood Stable in Olympia, WA.

Unlike most of my more-informal Q-and-A clinics (which usually take place in the shade of somebody's rig the day before a ride), Dr G's sessions include Powerpoints and lots and lots of research, punctuated by hilarious stories and sharply pointed anecdotes of Things Gone Horribly Wrong.

 We followed the brain workout with lots of Real-World Practice.

Including a Practice Vet Check

 and a Practice Ride!

Some experienced riders escorted Green Bean horses and riders through the process.

Some riders borrowed horses so they could see the trail.

 Those of us without horses at the event practiced new roles and skills.

In which we enjoy the sunny weather and ignore the calendar

This is a skill that my kids still haven't mastered: looking out the window instead of looking at the calendar.

The horses don't bother checking the calendar: they are already ramping up for springtime!

The major equine spring celebration is called "Let's Be Bad Day."  
Fiddle celebrated that on Friday.  Sorry, no photos.  
Actually, I'm not a bit sorry.  
She was awful.  
Balking in the arena--balking!  I thought we'd given that up years ago, but on Let's Be Bad Day, all knuckleheaded behavior is green light.
I had to borrow a dressage whip.  I *never* need a whip with her.  Sigh.  She was really horrible.
I was able to get her moving forward again before the lesson ended, and then I took her home and gave her the Annual Terrible Clip Job.
The Dragon would like to remind the world that her barber went to Library School, not Beauty School.
When the Usual Suspects met up on Sunday morning in the sunshine, I was ready for the worst.
I dug out my cr…

In which we tear stuff down and the rainy weather doesn't help us much

Here's the overhead photo of Haiku Farm, taken before we moved in.

Here's the overhead photo from 2014

A farm is always a work in progress, and Haiku Farm is no exception.  In the nearly !!six!! years we have been here, we've gradually torn out some ratty outbuildings and gradually built up more useful stuff, like the barn, and the garden.

The latest demolition wasn't something I would've chosen to do in February.  We weren't given a choice, really:

This shed's roof caved in before Christmas.  The insurance people told us that not only did they not intend to cover the collapse, they wanted proof that we had repaired or demolished the building ourselves...or they would cancel the homeowner's insurance on the entire property.

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>>I'm still thinking unfriendly words, though<<

We did what we always do in times of distress:

 We called upon our friends for help.

And because our friends are…