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In which the ears are the keys to good communication with horses

I grew up speaking "feline," which is a largely gestural/postural language.

If you pay attention, you will see cats doing most of their communication with their bodies, especially with the position of their ears and tails.  Not so much with the vocals.

The equine language can be considered a dialect of feline.  Again, the emphasis is on ears and tails, but other body parts are also quite expressive.  Like cats, horses mostly vocalize for emphasis.

I was always taught to look past the horse's ears while riding.  Looking at the ears would cause riders to drop their heads and stop paying attention to the outside world, and then chaos and mayhem would break loose.  Right?

But in my first lesson with guest instructor Ralph Drietzler yesterday, the emphasis was on my horse's ears, and the information her ears gave me.

"Relax back," he told me.  When he said that, my posture improved...and the Dragon's ears went forward.

Every time I tip or tense a muscle that…

In which the baby horse goes zoom and does a bunch of other cute stuff

On a beautiful blue-sky day in winter, it's hard to stay still!

In which we start the year with something old, something new, and something blue

 Here's the blue:

This is becoming a tradition:

The sky wasn't blue, but it wasn't throwing anything nasty down either.  We'll call that a win.

Here's the new thing:

To be clear:  this activity is new to me.  

Fiddle (and Dory) know what they're doing, but I am at the very bottom of the learning curve, looking up.  We're practicing ground driving in harness for now, so I can get the hang of things.

And also,

We've enjoyed* several vigorous windstorms recently, which left trees and branches across many of our routes.

I was working on clearing one such today, when I was spontaneously joined by another rider and two hikers, who took turns with me yanking and sawing to get the tree out of our path.

With the route clear

we all made it to the turnaround point:

Pretty view, pleasant company.

In which we close out the holiday with a story about virtue

This is the final story-gift for this season.  May your year be bright and prosperous!
The Thief (Korea) Long ago, there was a thief--not just any thief, but the greatest thief that ever lived.
The police knew he was a thief, but could not catch him. The judges knew he was a thief, but could not try him. Even the king himself knew of this thief.
But, thieves are like any other person—they grow old. One day, when the thief was an old man, he was shopping for tea in a local shop. When he reached for his pocket, he realized he had no money.
He smiled to himself and thought, “Why do I need money? I’m a thief.”
He slipped the jar of tea into his sleeve and walked out the door.
As he walked down the street, a hand caught him by the shoulder and spun him around. It was a young police officer. “I watched you through the shop window and saw you steal that jar of tea,” said the young officer. “You are the thief my father always talked about, the greatest thief of all times. My father always…