Showing posts from March, 2012

In which we are never "cleared for launch" without weather-checking the pass

In which "the greening of Spring" needs to be un-greened with pressure-washing

In which Hana leaves for Fat Camp (but we tell her it's a spa resort)

In which when the going gets tough, the tough go riding (even in sn*w)

In which I remember (more than) ten good things about Pickles Marie

In which the tinydog is gone from our lives but never from our hearts

In which I can't stop crying long enough to title this post in seventeen syllables

In which we pause this blog for some book reports: good books for horse-lovers

In which we never stop gathering wood...and we never stop riding