tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28984296172572419932024-03-08T07:21:01.796-08:00Beautiful MustangThoughts about horses--both wild and domestic.Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-45352103937687267612024-02-28T15:46:00.000-08:002024-02-28T17:24:05.000-08:00From Wine to Music to Colonoscopies to Wild Rumpuses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOHsDC4rGWK8YBo02fKd-IKOqIUTVecxGOo7D_TRQShZckQVCC_1BvhfUNprTqk5IibUTshwofuM-25YjMHDbyhJFfntTwPhvjYY0ydjKG-iJsKau4c8EqGQeHHILgXc1fCpp2-Qsat5DQ609eolenhw4AStCQndXi07Y3PlhGkJW2tbpmSqbiHAOg-dE/s640/thumbnail_IMG_9095.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="524" data-original-width="640" height="524" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOHsDC4rGWK8YBo02fKd-IKOqIUTVecxGOo7D_TRQShZckQVCC_1BvhfUNprTqk5IibUTshwofuM-25YjMHDbyhJFfntTwPhvjYY0ydjKG-iJsKau4c8EqGQeHHILgXc1fCpp2-Qsat5DQ609eolenhw4AStCQndXi07Y3PlhGkJW2tbpmSqbiHAOg-dE/w640-h524/thumbnail_IMG_9095.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Our barn room has continued to evolve. We have entertained friends in it twice now. The first get-together was for wine and appetizers. We called that it’s christening, and shared a bottle of Cayuse Syrah we had been saving. </p><p>The second was a surprise visit from old friends who just wanted to stop by and catch up. They brought a feast from Jimmy Johns, along with cheesecake and many other snacks. They loved being out in the barn. It’s quirky, ...like we are. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLG8_XGULRPrMKaSCnMl3CR1wpai4JB5wWQdpp00xjTANImKj5O1MCVVarDqzqnRvXKDUv-aWwfqrfJL1ZEloN4IToHE2LdqGIpmOStHuIcezz3gfrsXNyQpEYfzoEOsYkLqFdtMljT8hKUnaMkNr6ZCB41-V_iWK_S2rBYIbADu_pXXUAm5Jl7rynzHI/s640/thumbnail_IMG_9092.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLG8_XGULRPrMKaSCnMl3CR1wpai4JB5wWQdpp00xjTANImKj5O1MCVVarDqzqnRvXKDUv-aWwfqrfJL1ZEloN4IToHE2LdqGIpmOStHuIcezz3gfrsXNyQpEYfzoEOsYkLqFdtMljT8hKUnaMkNr6ZCB41-V_iWK_S2rBYIbADu_pXXUAm5Jl7rynzHI/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_9092.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>The most drastic evolution, however, was into a <i>music room</i>. </p><p>It started with the flute, but was soon followed by one of my guitars. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5oq5oDXeFpu3xoOpyKHaJOLnO1035oS38eWct2OQ-H8i3JTBZBjmMaKBnvTi-CPq0u9R2zOMUuBgEw3lPQBtGXZpyyNC6KziWsZYRZ8xolK6lG_02HfnuktfuIYvNTKg0_B8HnD3FZzYRx42fFXtfWYPMX7udLG_DE2Y00bM1sBJTWwu4vZ1B6zMQKZY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_9090.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5oq5oDXeFpu3xoOpyKHaJOLnO1035oS38eWct2OQ-H8i3JTBZBjmMaKBnvTi-CPq0u9R2zOMUuBgEw3lPQBtGXZpyyNC6KziWsZYRZ8xolK6lG_02HfnuktfuIYvNTKg0_B8HnD3FZzYRx42fFXtfWYPMX7udLG_DE2Y00bM1sBJTWwu4vZ1B6zMQKZY/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_9090.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJccHpefHiqqknwS8YC8cvusIzlZM1lZNHY3W7cuVi8yFUL9IkJPOvhzjz_ubaP5jGznincpTlTTh2vf9HGl5rmvinSIjF47QC2928u4LG_KpT1SGrv6HB6Gz56BTQMvjy2EfIVi7JI_-fXz9LXEzlaGIUmrWT2bpvtHpx48JPjKNxYPt5OBX5pRGMU4/s640/thumbnail_IMG_9091.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJccHpefHiqqknwS8YC8cvusIzlZM1lZNHY3W7cuVi8yFUL9IkJPOvhzjz_ubaP5jGznincpTlTTh2vf9HGl5rmvinSIjF47QC2928u4LG_KpT1SGrv6HB6Gz56BTQMvjy2EfIVi7JI_-fXz9LXEzlaGIUmrWT2bpvtHpx48JPjKNxYPt5OBX5pRGMU4/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_9091.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><p>Shortly after that, I found the <i>PERFECT</i> spot for my electronic Kawai. Presto Musico. </p><p>But it’s not all fun and games around here. Yesterday, I had a colonoscopy. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3RBZ4YbLp-7w5zYaMEJVX_ljGcS8y4Bd8STknBLjR3MJ2jhcbS-i3Locd2rhmdDMEUuAJ2hiIRqurOr2ODl3dBei0vvOaU_Z6CtuIIAuKGtL-1L9xTow8Atqxas-hLGVFf5IgfJkgr1qvUZRSL8jLLW236ci_3BES8U4FCT5IDkzu0j3g4XbQ9qqSGc/s640/thumbnail_IMG_9094.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3RBZ4YbLp-7w5zYaMEJVX_ljGcS8y4Bd8STknBLjR3MJ2jhcbS-i3Locd2rhmdDMEUuAJ2hiIRqurOr2ODl3dBei0vvOaU_Z6CtuIIAuKGtL-1L9xTow8Atqxas-hLGVFf5IgfJkgr1qvUZRSL8jLLW236ci_3BES8U4FCT5IDkzu0j3g4XbQ9qqSGc/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_9094.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><p>If you haven’t had one, you probably think the actual colonoscopy is the worst part. </p><p>It is not. (Though I am thankful, finally, for masks, as my attending physician wore one, and I hope to never recognize him in public.)</p><p>No, the hard part is what they call the <i>prep</i>. </p><p>I’ll tell you what, that is a lot of work to get a procedure you already dread. Several times I almost quit, but by the end of the night, having <i>starved</i> all day and forced down 64 ounces of something like a laxative, I was committed. </p><p>The next morning I woke at 5 am, forced down another 64 ounces before 7 am, and then waited. Lucky me, I didn’t have to wait long, because the office called early that morning, after having received TWO cancellations (no surprise, since I had been tempted to do the same myself) and hoped I’d come in early. </p><p>Sure thing, because I was tired and hungry!</p><p>The rest was a cakewalk. (keyword: cake) I got the best 15 minutes of sleep in my life, and don’t remember one damn thing. </p><p>I feel like I deserve a trophy. </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSTjtekBX0QwQ2h1nyQXtS_ZK5ynvrtLglZh3XwVHMc4gMW2BVNh0CGOYnNWRq1b_Cy3GNMa7hyS6RANf3zlWv5Mf2C2jm24Z3oz_2SvYYyHHZXimOFrV8AphHoVkgv85nPE2knk0tTCYrnFljcguJcs5t3J0S0VG3bR3ElwEImspiAGIm7nfebkr9us/s473/ImageCompositionServlet.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="378" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSTjtekBX0QwQ2h1nyQXtS_ZK5ynvrtLglZh3XwVHMc4gMW2BVNh0CGOYnNWRq1b_Cy3GNMa7hyS6RANf3zlWv5Mf2C2jm24Z3oz_2SvYYyHHZXimOFrV8AphHoVkgv85nPE2knk0tTCYrnFljcguJcs5t3J0S0VG3bR3ElwEImspiAGIm7nfebkr9us/w512-h640/ImageCompositionServlet.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><br />The day before the colonoscopy, I opened my eyes to find NO horses. <p></p><p>My bed overlooks the turnout, and the first thing I see every morning is my horses. But not that morning. </p><p>I told my husband it was strange. He was like, <i>nah, it’s fine.</i> </p><p>But you know me, I’m a worry wart. </p><p>I got out of bed and walked to the window, where I could get a better view of the barn and pasture, and there it was: Cowgirl was standing outside of the fence, near an open gate. They were all gone!</p><p><i>Five alarm fire, folks. </i></p><p>Let me just say, there is a reason that we fence AND cross fence.</p><p>There had been a windstorm the night before and my husband had left the breezeway doors open so that the wind would blow through and not damage them. (In hindsight, not the best call.) Well, no surprise, the horses made their way into the barn where the hay and grain were stored. The barn remodel got a different sort of <i>christening </i>that night.</p><p>Oddly enough, and I suspect it was due to the <i>enforcer,</i> Beautiful Girl, the grain was barely eaten. Between 7 horses, only 1/4 a bag of whole oats was gone. There was the possibility only one horse had indulged, but that was unlikely, since no one was colicky at the after-party.</p><p>I traced their tracks, clear evidence of their adventures, left in actual hoof prints and manure piles, and they had made it all the way to the front gate by the road. They had also spent some time in the arena. </p><p>It was a veritable <i>wild rumpus.</i></p><p>When we got out there, they happily obliged to go back into their turnout. <i>(Irrefutable evidence they’d been out all night.)</i></p><p>I observed them for the rest of the day, and they were content lying in the sun, mutual grooming, drinking water, slowly, from the trough with a dreamy look in their eyes. They were quite proud of themselves.</p><p>Like I was, when I successfully completed the colonoscopy.</p><p>Though my reward was not a trophy, it was the choice of a meal, which come to think of it, was better than a trophy.</p><p>Those last friends who stopped by to see us in our barn room have a saying, and I’m pretty sure they invented it: G<i>o big or go home!</i></p><p>The feast they brought that day was a massive sampling of Jimmy John's wraps. We'd never had anything from Jimmy John's, but they got us addicted...or at least, they got me addicted.</p><p>My first meal, post-fasting, was a Jimmy John’s chicken Caesar wrap. Woot! Woot!</p><p>Oh, and I didn't lose 3 pounds, like the pre-op nurse promised, hoping to entice me to follow through. (My body is rebellious, and doesn't work like that. It was like, why are you being so mean?)</p><p>What enticed me is that a colonoscopy is a great preventative procedure. I am told that 10% of polyps will progress to cancerous, but they are easily removed, if found, during a routine colonoscopy. </p><p>In all seriousness, that is my reward.</p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-10869001600631695882024-02-18T15:25:00.000-08:002024-02-18T16:49:17.657-08:00All's Well That Ends Well<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wjqcytZJFzVUWO8gN23dsmE1SwWK5dF1OpuD9Kvrk3rZYTFyyajrsGf1lzyV2Vum3V8G2On9sRXAQNLJ9UFY1mTM6K_pwtqRqwJYnykC_1duXzgea8lFolkGdKPcqJu5DS1TZODOWDxnX_OL1KCUsy847t87QPL5p2bfzdIc_rLwXNuJ8Yr2Jab1RFk/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8696.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="296" data-original-width="640" height="296" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-wjqcytZJFzVUWO8gN23dsmE1SwWK5dF1OpuD9Kvrk3rZYTFyyajrsGf1lzyV2Vum3V8G2On9sRXAQNLJ9UFY1mTM6K_pwtqRqwJYnykC_1duXzgea8lFolkGdKPcqJu5DS1TZODOWDxnX_OL1KCUsy847t87QPL5p2bfzdIc_rLwXNuJ8Yr2Jab1RFk/w640-h296/thumbnail_IMG_8696.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Epona is back to normal. She was still stocked up yesterday, but there wasn't any heat in it, so I let her stay out with the herd and today her leg is back to normal.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjblirq05IFMD3JuuLIoBL22peINkJMJN7aondOJy3w4o4DZ4pvo79Si5OH_dAAjiuGBZLrOLPjwTdAaQQ6MhedNsfUR4s0qpqpXCSiIWjhyphenhyphenEO5H0Lv6GaKy-Otf7c-sANbU-ONPpiyVSylMrXxL6xPk8R71dufkiLMgOJC4LHWwkGIQ5kirv50RLtDavo/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8695.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="250" data-original-width="640" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjblirq05IFMD3JuuLIoBL22peINkJMJN7aondOJy3w4o4DZ4pvo79Si5OH_dAAjiuGBZLrOLPjwTdAaQQ6MhedNsfUR4s0qpqpXCSiIWjhyphenhyphenEO5H0Lv6GaKy-Otf7c-sANbU-ONPpiyVSylMrXxL6xPk8R71dufkiLMgOJC4LHWwkGIQ5kirv50RLtDavo/w640-h250/thumbnail_IMG_8695.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I haven't seen her lay back down in the loafing shed, but it is safe for her now, when she's ready </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It has made me think about our travel plans and how to prepare for emergencies like what happened to Epona, should we be away when they happen. I'm going to call my vet and see if there is a company that specializes in extractions or difficult situations. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You probably all remember that my former horse, Cowboy, was an orphan foal. We were told that his mother got her head stuck in a feeder and broke her neck when he was one month old. You just never know what might happen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJqlWijUAsusOgvszEPj8a5BWKTQqzFciJ_YoWiB9-HSqWuwedPJRcS4X5mILB3qZ5kZvTCSAp_j3V9UwQ67PVQPwHMbU3QpWl5BzOUlnDR3O2j2gnGp1pDD09-yeYy3rBtOXp5qu-c-bSydWGNLMEvbvHYTmZt0Y2m_9dhv7fWAG9y-mojMA4xTLhfos/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8624.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJqlWijUAsusOgvszEPj8a5BWKTQqzFciJ_YoWiB9-HSqWuwedPJRcS4X5mILB3qZ5kZvTCSAp_j3V9UwQ67PVQPwHMbU3QpWl5BzOUlnDR3O2j2gnGp1pDD09-yeYy3rBtOXp5qu-c-bSydWGNLMEvbvHYTmZt0Y2m_9dhv7fWAG9y-mojMA4xTLhfos/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_8624.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Winter sure slows us down and pushes us into new adventures. On our way home from Sedona, I watched a free movie on the plane, <i>Anchorman</i>. It was very stupid, and I slept through most of it, but there was a part where he plays the flute like a crazy man and shoots flames out of the end. I had been a flute player, a flautist, from 4th grade to 12th grade. It was just band, but the foundation never went away. When we got home, one of our granddaughters had come up for the weekend, and she was playing her flute, then the piano, then her flute, then the piano. I thought to myself that I had put too much time and effort into the flute to never play it again. So, I bought a new one. My fingering is still good, but I sound awful in the high registers. It's going to take a bit to get it back.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm trying out a subscription to the website Tom Play. It has sheet music for almost any instrument, and it scrolls through the music, while also playing an accompaniment. It's really fun, especially since a flute is such a lonely, yet melodious instrument. Playing in band all those years was collaborative and fun, but playing alone doesn't have the same bang. Plus, you just learn faster playing with others, or an accompaniment. I think I can also use it for piano and guitar.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZmnW3mXZHUJuBH7W8ea2-ywUJVnkkAfJkUk8R6I-ux7vICWjB3MkwOQI49cQWKJSWzOXTzNVt2Z7CN2vYUiq4xGg-Zsho-408l_Pj5KKCf35-5mH1neWlUtx5QpuJpvPNBM_vVPt6Y_ZHc1q9TLCQeZCqpuKw288mFNaLNDAvTC2PCwyeRaxQgzWZhHw/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8506.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZmnW3mXZHUJuBH7W8ea2-ywUJVnkkAfJkUk8R6I-ux7vICWjB3MkwOQI49cQWKJSWzOXTzNVt2Z7CN2vYUiq4xGg-Zsho-408l_Pj5KKCf35-5mH1neWlUtx5QpuJpvPNBM_vVPt6Y_ZHc1q9TLCQeZCqpuKw288mFNaLNDAvTC2PCwyeRaxQgzWZhHw/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_8506.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I think I wrote last year about my interest in Ash Wednesday. My dad went into hospice on 2/22/22, Ash Wednesday. That was the last day we ever spoke to him again. He passed on 3/2/22, which was the date for Ash Wednesday 2023. 3/2/23. Well, at the time we looked ahead and saw that in 2024, Ash Wednesday would fall on my daughter's birthday. It seemed so long away, and her life was so positive and shiny, but it did concern me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Fast forward and, indeed, she has gone through something a lot like a death process since June. Was it some kind of foreshadowing from the heavens? Something that predates time, because it’s not bound by time? A message? A warning?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I think so.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was a reminder about how everything is connected. I don't know how. I don't know why, but it is.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">When we were in Sedona and attended mass at the Chapel of the Holy Cross, Father Ignatius Mazanowski gave a homily that included, among other things, the topic of bitterness and forgiveness. He had also written a book on the topic, which I purchased before I left.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It has been of great interest to me, and the spiritual gift that I'm seeking during Lent is <i>forgiveness.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Not the kind that says, <i>I forgive you, but should you die of natural causes, I won't be sad, and in fact, it would be karma. </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">No, I'm seeking the kind that says, <i>I don't have any right to judge you. I am no better than you, and maybe even worse. </i><i>People don't choose to blow up their lives and hurt other people unless they are hurting. They might be wounded and suffering in ways that we never know on this earth, but only in some other realm, a place beyond bitterness and losing. But it doesn't matter, because I am not meant to stand judge over anyone else. </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That’s the kind of forgiveness I seek. The only true kind. Anything less is not forgiveness at all. And the closer I get to this great gift of forgiveness, the freer I feel. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">What it comes down to is that we really have no other choice except to experience the sadness, let time heal our hearts, know that some things are beyond our understanding, and embrace the joy and wonder that comes from rebuilding what is broken. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My son was over on Friday, with his family, and he asked me what I'm giving up for Lent. We're not Catholic, so I was surprised he wanted to honor it. We spoke about what it means to us, and then we each decided to give something up for the next 40 days. We're not giving up the same thing, but what we felt was appropriate for each of our lives.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Lent Season: February 14, 2024-March 28, 2024</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Happy Lent'ing!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-26358589433799131082024-02-15T12:17:00.000-08:002024-02-15T13:11:26.455-08:00An Unexpected Horrifying Situation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4l_vR-QkoHAJah7rRmFdNYnP6tAyWMqNJKhCNHaFQ8t5My3x5Qd4UXOLWRWoW7AhkfjK5j6EhWIXsKA_i2Z0ppXBbKq7sE2qrksz58e5cM3yHqi_2A-Bf2TvaTMWX2Xuzqjr2enYLMAPcmKjPsqmglaGmpUAIk5NhJ9VeOt_UNvmCT_PiftyZcvsy0Us/s2104/9034A33B-C1AC-4247-8EC9-0361D0FC8FB3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1242" data-original-width="2104" height="189" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4l_vR-QkoHAJah7rRmFdNYnP6tAyWMqNJKhCNHaFQ8t5My3x5Qd4UXOLWRWoW7AhkfjK5j6EhWIXsKA_i2Z0ppXBbKq7sE2qrksz58e5cM3yHqi_2A-Bf2TvaTMWX2Xuzqjr2enYLMAPcmKjPsqmglaGmpUAIk5NhJ9VeOt_UNvmCT_PiftyZcvsy0Us/s320/9034A33B-C1AC-4247-8EC9-0361D0FC8FB3.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>After my post on bubble wrapping horses, we had a major scare, Epona got stuck in the bottom bars of a divider. The divider is in our outside loafing shed, and the bars aren't set all that wide between, but she somehow managed to get half of her body, up to her belly, into it. That particular divider is set permanently into the structure. It's the way it was designed....I'll backtrack.</p><p>First, our horse turnout is directly behind our house and we have a view of the horses from all the back windows. We can see them when we’re in the kitchen, dining room, living room, office, and bedroom. If they're in the front pasture, we can see them from several places as well, but the turnout was designed to be directly in front of the majority of the windows. Also, the way we set the loafing shed, we can see into it, too, from the windows, though it is a ways off, and you can’t see precisely what’s happening.</p><p>Yesterday morning I was mostly watching Tumbleweed because he was lying down in the sun on the wasted grass from the round bale. Foxy left to go to the pasture and he stayed there sleeping. My brain went, <i>ahem, why isn't he getting up?</i></p><p>A few minutes later, he was up and by the loafing shed, where I'd been watching Beautiful Girl discipline Epona, then Epona run to her mama in another loafing shed.</p><p>Soon, Tweed was lying down in the sun, but this time, in the loafing shed. Cowgirl was standing in another stall, next to him, with Epona asleep at her feet. </p><p>Again, I wondered why Tweed was sleeping, and determined to keep watching, just in case </p><p>About ten minutes went by, and I saw Tweed get up, then sniff around Epona's head. Her head didn't go up. <i>Hmmm...is she in deep sleep? </i>Then, I saw Cowgirl leave the stall and still Epona lay sleeping..<i>hmmm...now I'm getting worried.</i> When Cowgirl left the stall, Tweed entered it, and started sniffing around Epona's body, still no movement from Epona.</p><p>By then I was dressed and ready to go out with my daughter and grandson for her birthday lunch. We were almost out the door when I saw Tumbleweed sniffing Epona. I told my daughter I was afraid something was wrong with Epona, because she wasn't moving. My daughter reassured me that she was just enjoying a nap in the sun. However, worry wart that I am, I decided to change coats, boots, etc, and run out to the barn. I told her to wait up a minute and I'd be right back.</p><p>Wrong.</p><p>When I got closer to Epona, she still wasn't raising her head when I called out her name (very unusual for her.) I knew something was wrong. </p><p>When I got almost right up to her, I saw that she had wedged herself into the bottom bars of a divider. She had somehow gotten her front legs, neck & head, and half her torso, up to the fat part of her belly, between the two bottom bars. In all our years of owning horses and horse panels, we have never had anything like that happen.</p><p>I think my adrenalin spiked, however, my demeanor became oddly calm with the acute understanding that it was a life or death situation for Epona. </p><p>Her eyes were somewhat in shock and, thankfully, she was very still. It looked like she had tried to get out, and dug some of the dirt around her. I surveyed the situation and quickly saw that the divider was rock solid in the structure. She was also too heavy for us to pull out. There were not going to be many choices, and time was of the essence.</p><p>I made a phone call to my husband, but all I could say was, "something very bad is happening out here. Please come help me." He kept asking me what, and I kept responding, "something very bad." Eventually, I spit it out. "Epona is stuck in the bars of a divider." </p><p>In retrospect, I think the reason I didn't spit it out at first is because I knew it sounded like no big deal. Stuck in the bars? So what? Move her feet. Turn her over.</p><p>But it wasn't like that. It was a very big deal.</p><p>He understood it was a big deal and hurried to our aid. When he arrived he had the same assessment I did, but a different plan. My plan was to saw the bars off. His plan was to get the tractor, tie her back legs, and pull her out.</p><p>We tried my plan first, but as he figured would happen, when he started to cut the bars, she overreacted and put herself in more danger. We aborted that plan immediately and he went to get the tractor.</p><p>When the tractor arrived, Cowgirl ran off. (Bad mama) Epona tried, again, to get up, which was impossible. Then she lay back down. My hopes for a successful extraction were getting lower by the second.</p><p>Well, I will tell you this, I was right to be pessimistic and it wasn't easy, several times we almost quit, but with me holding her head down and working with her front legs, and him tying her and pulling her gently, little by little, we were able to free her and, though she was still in a bit of shock, she was able to walk off with her mama. When she stood still, she was favoring the leg that had been pinned underneath her body, which I chalked up to having gone numb. And, in fact, as she walked it off, that seemed to get better.</p><p>Cowgirl was very protective of her throughout the entire experience, and she gently pushed her to keep walking, while also warning the other horses to stay away from her. Epona would come back to the scene of the crime and sniff, as if she was trying to learn what she'd done wrong. She would come to me for comfort, but then walk off, rather than allowing me to pet her. </p><p>After observing her for a while, and seeing that she was going to survive (at least the initial part of our plan) the adrenalin came crashing down on me like a heart attack. That's an amazing process--adrenalin. It marshals every mental and physical resource, but when you're to safety, and no longer in need of it, it is an overwhelming physical pressure. </p><p>Anyway, fast forward the rest of the day, she was moving around like normal, eating, pooping, no swelling. However, I put her in a stall last night with some Bute so that I could observe her and so that she wouldn't go back and get stuck in the divider again. As soon as we can, we're going to attach plywood to the bottom of the dividers, but that will have to wait until this weekend.</p><p>Today, she is moving around well and still pooping and eating, but there is some stocking up where her legs were tied. I've Buted her again, and will probably let her out soon. Although, there has been a severe weather change from the sunshine of yesterday to a near blizzard today. </p><p>I am once again left in this position of choosing the lesser of two evils: in or out. She needs to be out moving, but in a blizzard?</p><p>Looking back, I am incredibly thankful to myself for being such a worry wart, and for my husband, for being such an able-bodied fixer of catastrophes. I am also thankful for the miracle of her still being alive. Didn't I just say I was closing the door on death? I guess that's not up to us, is it? Death will find us anyway. I suppose the universe wants something different from me. Perhaps, a different understanding of what death (and all loss) means, and how to live in a world so deeply affected by it, so profoundly at its mercy.</p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-49489319039531723052024-02-13T16:04:00.000-08:002024-02-13T16:17:24.074-08:00Everywhere, Sanctuary<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCVQl1DUjHwKqGArAAcgZxlIHZ9FgSIshAagyOFY5bETA97pE8DDKngam7VXkbuhTBJalgDVevoCbfl_Eu5BVw3kizR8UWcSE-5RSlsMdcsX5mA0wqSGwsbdyVkjfTPOawopHvUMmQD1lZv07Togof2ngeI-XRSEQEM3pLXd0Hvq2OjB9xLyIFM0cpV1w/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8424.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCVQl1DUjHwKqGArAAcgZxlIHZ9FgSIshAagyOFY5bETA97pE8DDKngam7VXkbuhTBJalgDVevoCbfl_Eu5BVw3kizR8UWcSE-5RSlsMdcsX5mA0wqSGwsbdyVkjfTPOawopHvUMmQD1lZv07Togof2ngeI-XRSEQEM3pLXd0Hvq2OjB9xLyIFM0cpV1w/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_8424.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>This has been the most mild winter I can remember, and I made a decision to leave the horses out as much as possible. They have round bales and loafing sheds, and I thought it was best to have them learn to navigate the mud and ice, rather than lock them in. <div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1AsbetEXDa6cciikkGh8SBg9RStI7NLnH1cVEcOTDsrDEQ_oD0NZz62EPsuF7w31YCDKWOgvsCvy7zhULITDjJyiCOYEEBrTFryMfLc2HIwHi8SKwI4xahoMQaMV6ZzlF5938u9QUZO9jtugKR_1BAs-6Kwt0h2IYi_YZp5Qn2MDJsb_a7NeI6vR5K4/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8426.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1AsbetEXDa6cciikkGh8SBg9RStI7NLnH1cVEcOTDsrDEQ_oD0NZz62EPsuF7w31YCDKWOgvsCvy7zhULITDjJyiCOYEEBrTFryMfLc2HIwHi8SKwI4xahoMQaMV6ZzlF5938u9QUZO9jtugKR_1BAs-6Kwt0h2IYi_YZp5Qn2MDJsb_a7NeI6vR5K4/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_8426.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There was one year where I locked Tumbleweed and the others in and then we ended up with weeks of ice that kept me from allowing them turnout. I felt like part of him becoming a more sure-footed, grownup horse this year was allowing him more time out with the herd, even when there was ice. They make paths and learn to navigate them.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAjywZCNoqfo1RzfFtnyVjhP-nBk5wGWFQiD29ShLM_y9t6Hbdgs2Nz94Lw1k5gvbwqVsCfRpBqAe77xX1u3QP7g07Ld_aadzSrG2rsdgpNVGcCqD7ZpcJk8nzwr76qu6LfPpt-j1rwZ1Uy5AdUAs8w5i8nE8xaSZV0a6dpvHr1ynR12kZxAlnymong7w/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8429.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAjywZCNoqfo1RzfFtnyVjhP-nBk5wGWFQiD29ShLM_y9t6Hbdgs2Nz94Lw1k5gvbwqVsCfRpBqAe77xX1u3QP7g07Ld_aadzSrG2rsdgpNVGcCqD7ZpcJk8nzwr76qu6LfPpt-j1rwZ1Uy5AdUAs8w5i8nE8xaSZV0a6dpvHr1ynR12kZxAlnymong7w/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_8429.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Being out more was new for Epona, too, but her former baby/mama stall had a larger turnout pen attached which allowed her to practice running around on ice and mud. She even slipped and injured herself once running around on it, but had a quick recovery and learned a lesson.</p><p>Anyway, I felt it was important to take the bubble wrap off for both of them, and they have survived.</p><p>We can see the light at the end up the tunnel.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlbEMVUevy4c2wyKY0ROzDS7MG3grTbimPJyubmLHlmtJk9Dss8aq9llF2M6vV0lzBBLGHUL9JmZLjii009GKKM9syJZaQuuyiAHuz19hWlwaB6NOLt7pu4dHgsUE2rPl1CDjc5ws3otgpAgJStbaDA7F5skhriYLTOG3Bp3T0UTFN5I-aOGsW7UtbRnc/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8420.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlbEMVUevy4c2wyKY0ROzDS7MG3grTbimPJyubmLHlmtJk9Dss8aq9llF2M6vV0lzBBLGHUL9JmZLjii009GKKM9syJZaQuuyiAHuz19hWlwaB6NOLt7pu4dHgsUE2rPl1CDjc5ws3otgpAgJStbaDA7F5skhriYLTOG3Bp3T0UTFN5I-aOGsW7UtbRnc/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_8420.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p>Speaking of light, we made a trip to Sedona for my mom's 80th birthday. It is somewhere she has always wanted to go. </p><p>Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on how you look at it, Sedona was inundated with rain and snow the entire time we were there. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyQyVu9L-L1iA2nog0Q75jKrgzgYDWah_WhXr8FXi4CFm9P5WzZv3ltkEuMdvmLGlbUgQ4JSeM5BuRLmbSwTlthMrzd6Q6lIk2wOy58Ot455JWO8rOlS_dLw6-1U3gdEdGXxpwkU33GOo1tEzMqE0kcPjHQ1C5GyiwhGQuxTxggMXQEugvmhPHexMjRNY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8084.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyQyVu9L-L1iA2nog0Q75jKrgzgYDWah_WhXr8FXi4CFm9P5WzZv3ltkEuMdvmLGlbUgQ4JSeM5BuRLmbSwTlthMrzd6Q6lIk2wOy58Ot455JWO8rOlS_dLw6-1U3gdEdGXxpwkU33GOo1tEzMqE0kcPjHQ1C5GyiwhGQuxTxggMXQEugvmhPHexMjRNY/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_8084.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAPQK7dyL_tuP1JJYpB44sE4oKix9nA4MilMhjdwrVYuXrl4mgpTDQnDoBjJe7yFk5Ud4Ny8rWk_HpDvFVJO8jMiVK-53a7T6ejphswjOeDsGGF77Ggu2b2iwAJNB7JaElu06-2FGYWInePJFuSWdvi2Vw_luQcLGKcqybvn0Hx5DKqmRIKNkWOh9xWUE/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8117.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="519" data-original-width="640" height="520" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAPQK7dyL_tuP1JJYpB44sE4oKix9nA4MilMhjdwrVYuXrl4mgpTDQnDoBjJe7yFk5Ud4Ny8rWk_HpDvFVJO8jMiVK-53a7T6ejphswjOeDsGGF77Ggu2b2iwAJNB7JaElu06-2FGYWInePJFuSWdvi2Vw_luQcLGKcqybvn0Hx5DKqmRIKNkWOh9xWUE/w640-h520/thumbnail_IMG_8117.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_D34VXj5yo8qxkr0FYVL5H91RGtT4lBBxFbmgcIn8hqfgjTJoxBlqszolywPJMAysbFE3VixJsfYctiptaE3MWUeBPflXUXOESH2byIZ0wGZKrPC857uRtIh9836drZ_jN6kIlSWD6QJsAqrRnWPrlpZEO-JN5W0yl8nDvVCTGk4UeKn67RZGls8zVs8/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8144.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_D34VXj5yo8qxkr0FYVL5H91RGtT4lBBxFbmgcIn8hqfgjTJoxBlqszolywPJMAysbFE3VixJsfYctiptaE3MWUeBPflXUXOESH2byIZ0wGZKrPC857uRtIh9836drZ_jN6kIlSWD6QJsAqrRnWPrlpZEO-JN5W0yl8nDvVCTGk4UeKn67RZGls8zVs8/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_8144.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>If there was a bright side it was that we got to see the Red Rocks in snow, something I've always missed seeing. It also meant less crowds.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs13mnYL1eCtx0hjK0igOb5UXnP7kl_n0qi6RcLb_6zdOFncMHAmUsy9tGjPoe-po0BnbDslNW-NJ7RbfCTxCu5x9kIq7yHgkU-bVW8OanTdvrmHvmPHHretKPBzE6f3xeXxlaR66HNW4J3E3KWG-yXBDE2ExZZGhtAEmV1vSGcFxqiFhj9zvoM9dE01Y/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7851.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs13mnYL1eCtx0hjK0igOb5UXnP7kl_n0qi6RcLb_6zdOFncMHAmUsy9tGjPoe-po0BnbDslNW-NJ7RbfCTxCu5x9kIq7yHgkU-bVW8OanTdvrmHvmPHHretKPBzE6f3xeXxlaR66HNW4J3E3KWG-yXBDE2ExZZGhtAEmV1vSGcFxqiFhj9zvoM9dE01Y/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7851.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha8obk8gTdVLfmjGajIDbJEGeQhF8KmUACehh8kN1fgXDCzDnGuANERXrvlnMv_G7png2NaW-N8cPq9uSfp7rb2moBUMSRPPFooanoPqvrjPSADRur24WbSQQwkXWOMry4VjN50ApbU_JiyoGgsSW4p8QRwMEzEWtSjyA5QyCi6jQlYMvhcDNVlOvDLHg/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7875.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: left;">We have another, longer, trip to Sedona planned in April. We will be spending my birthday there and getting in a lot of hikes and sunshine. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sedona is my happy place.</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The last day of our trip, we had the entire day to kill before our plane took off. My daughter had been wanting to go to a store called Rancher Hat Bar in Old Town Scottsdale. You choose your hat, and then a designer helps you put together the bling and brands of your choice.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A little side note: We have been going to Scottsdale, AZ for decades and I just can't believe how much it has changed. It was once such a quaint little westerny town, but now it's part of Phoenix with the "Old Town" preserved in the middle. Sigh. Time changes everything.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjijs_uP1-Elat7hYsNwFLPrKoNB2y-uyANUvOkBYzSfpCqVXbsaHfRF2g3ZloAcdZJnx96L-71T2MhEEDE7gnjsXZ5RwLZHBFENh_8KzCXqV4hfuomKAjJSthlBkxFOISGmKtYKdc-Fudj0pnXbGe3swtF0Pdg9S1O0UGSZVYjSezLcIbvQuXFlOGUNmA/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8301.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjijs_uP1-Elat7hYsNwFLPrKoNB2y-uyANUvOkBYzSfpCqVXbsaHfRF2g3ZloAcdZJnx96L-71T2MhEEDE7gnjsXZ5RwLZHBFENh_8KzCXqV4hfuomKAjJSthlBkxFOISGmKtYKdc-Fudj0pnXbGe3swtF0Pdg9S1O0UGSZVYjSezLcIbvQuXFlOGUNmA/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_8301.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anyway, as you can see, there are many colors to choose from. I didn't do one. I just watched. But if I had done one, I think I'd have chosen the green.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWoYYO9tz0JJ5dN4ok79KNJ-6Rw6eln08YZoMcVgwysurmXdisy9WRjBkQhVihl5V76QgtnLI6DwrAzngm4VB76gmOu6azXhCxNx2E333thDy_PacG2zJ4N4mPIxN18fEObUH6ZX_srrTMKYJqSUWXSX8AO39RZhMa9_zSmdoKci7l4ZkV4OyKwUf-ql0/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8319.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWoYYO9tz0JJ5dN4ok79KNJ-6Rw6eln08YZoMcVgwysurmXdisy9WRjBkQhVihl5V76QgtnLI6DwrAzngm4VB76gmOu6azXhCxNx2E333thDy_PacG2zJ4N4mPIxN18fEObUH6ZX_srrTMKYJqSUWXSX8AO39RZhMa9_zSmdoKci7l4ZkV4OyKwUf-ql0/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_8319.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It is a hopping place, and can be very, very busy, but my daughter loved her finished product.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgswKuM6x_nfVMU2TWCL7dlBJGk7Du5QwnYV8F6UWeAVwN87PxaHX5zuDk_nUlYvKQ7UlvocB2cj-GoiWUBmGgSunGGxFOPpR4a2hN8eNj5-HgaY-qI66iXTgDUFGF7RqVFUztXuN-U31MRXHHk4lEZTRK5S2LGrbMVIKIEaN1aC-bU1FH2ur3HpaTnf9g/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8306.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgswKuM6x_nfVMU2TWCL7dlBJGk7Du5QwnYV8F6UWeAVwN87PxaHX5zuDk_nUlYvKQ7UlvocB2cj-GoiWUBmGgSunGGxFOPpR4a2hN8eNj5-HgaY-qI66iXTgDUFGF7RqVFUztXuN-U31MRXHHk4lEZTRK5S2LGrbMVIKIEaN1aC-bU1FH2ur3HpaTnf9g/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_8306.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">Now, we're home and I'm back in my Sanctuary with Tuffy.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9AD-VTmhnGT6hXEEOqFzmbpybmAbWMkFFC_2HvGEm7vhEPSaipC7MLDVy77hqfuShuAR0FXNPdOLz3dr2QQQHnxaWAGvx-BLV12DLyfyv_jTEa3vtRx2eg2qngqweKrGJzx9Dm3pTYgkjyi-uP6bTCKYvCJQvWQ0vocsqQEUOWJAzyFU1MU8il9hOymU/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8453.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9AD-VTmhnGT6hXEEOqFzmbpybmAbWMkFFC_2HvGEm7vhEPSaipC7MLDVy77hqfuShuAR0FXNPdOLz3dr2QQQHnxaWAGvx-BLV12DLyfyv_jTEa3vtRx2eg2qngqweKrGJzx9Dm3pTYgkjyi-uP6bTCKYvCJQvWQ0vocsqQEUOWJAzyFU1MU8il9hOymU/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_8453.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I came back from Sedona with a renewed commitment to self-care and training for the April hikes. More yoga, music, walks, healthier foods, hydration, horses, and HEART.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">While in Sedona, we attended a mass at the Chapel of the Holy Cross and his message was about our <i>hearts</i>. Basically, what can't corrupt them (food, drinks, etc), and what can (bad thoughts).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It got me thinking about the last year, and I realized it is time to grasp the future and put <i>death</i> behind me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Where there was sadness and loss, I hope for joy and renewed abundance.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnVbN4OlP01JmJp7bszCts2s2eetnZ64cjxql0dTzbvGZWwq0C-rVWJfrgDYs4DE01XLCITxJoj2ABOP82r7ly9O0mEjWtpMKjIXIHelXgMr77fwa1Hzz7rN3B08_l-FFDzfyPp0AdBQEKNeibu-UMRrFXhv0TwSrE-4m8eG0mUA3fWeW2XeY_K7brfYY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7662.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnVbN4OlP01JmJp7bszCts2s2eetnZ64cjxql0dTzbvGZWwq0C-rVWJfrgDYs4DE01XLCITxJoj2ABOP82r7ly9O0mEjWtpMKjIXIHelXgMr77fwa1Hzz7rN3B08_l-FFDzfyPp0AdBQEKNeibu-UMRrFXhv0TwSrE-4m8eG0mUA3fWeW2XeY_K7brfYY/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7662.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Though this room is my sanctuary, <i>sanctuary</i> is also something we should carry with us everywhere we go.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibmrR85cEOfBQEsF1ToCZSyUz_UiAmAFSYfWS9RX4dshMDF8JQcr7Mdn1xu3GxQwTwUEDt_KrNmDOk_EMcrbsLTGvO9RFvJJAg8_gPWCqdsOPD5RVy3UeCNZIPDEhgpOI9JstQVywYcQS5mBO61GhrtZSnSmuQDlT_9Gwm5wYsVkdngOaXGHjWPFK-4-I/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8449.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibmrR85cEOfBQEsF1ToCZSyUz_UiAmAFSYfWS9RX4dshMDF8JQcr7Mdn1xu3GxQwTwUEDt_KrNmDOk_EMcrbsLTGvO9RFvJJAg8_gPWCqdsOPD5RVy3UeCNZIPDEhgpOI9JstQVywYcQS5mBO61GhrtZSnSmuQDlT_9Gwm5wYsVkdngOaXGHjWPFK-4-I/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_8449.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Always, a place of peace. Everywhere a Sedona. Everywhere a sanctuary.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-17256218615682746952024-01-30T14:07:00.000-08:002024-01-30T18:38:56.946-08:00Barn Planters & Sunshine <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqT4Gc-v6XbWkoXyL52PNzv8vwCEDtnMWtgvl4rbVSS8L6w10nMrycY0Td7tuxxtUYHpDRa0ecHBGMkChuZxTvHGK6bBvzI-bSsND8EThyphenhyphen64hzxt9I-iaMdwGmemtuGa06obd9J1zVwf8KRNBbN7ThzoHp_XrU39UKndsP0p-9CPOgeHhI_oG0eLX8OOw/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7450.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqT4Gc-v6XbWkoXyL52PNzv8vwCEDtnMWtgvl4rbVSS8L6w10nMrycY0Td7tuxxtUYHpDRa0ecHBGMkChuZxTvHGK6bBvzI-bSsND8EThyphenhyphen64hzxt9I-iaMdwGmemtuGa06obd9J1zVwf8KRNBbN7ThzoHp_XrU39UKndsP0p-9CPOgeHhI_oG0eLX8OOw/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7450.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>On Saturday my husband and I drove to neighboring Coeur D'Alene to get the last of the old roofing for our planter project. It was raining, and a rather dreary day, but I was excited to get the last of the materials and finish them. The man who met us is the son of the couple who started this old auction house. They purchased it for 100k and have been offered 5 million for it. </p><p>I turns out, many of my friends have memories of this auction house. Some bought and sold livestock there and another was hired to ride in the horses. I didn't have time to go through the entire yard, but I bet there's some really cool stuff out there.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrgMrONCMf_Dk7ugdo6aLbuMT5OB2L6_HYY6uKD8b5xSoaCycLNwyrUZApzaFsFXshf5Y77_HGWe6oO-mVpV6cORis81RttngyaqnXLS3TbVWaRpsUi33_-7ZhDn8Sat5Yo86b_cExCbDglw1mUOzyATIGKwwHQ0OuDsABa3ANLHThz6AibhY01g6AB1w/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7452.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrgMrONCMf_Dk7ugdo6aLbuMT5OB2L6_HYY6uKD8b5xSoaCycLNwyrUZApzaFsFXshf5Y77_HGWe6oO-mVpV6cORis81RttngyaqnXLS3TbVWaRpsUi33_-7ZhDn8Sat5Yo86b_cExCbDglw1mUOzyATIGKwwHQ0OuDsABa3ANLHThz6AibhY01g6AB1w/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7452.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNwI9FpYX8xvxhPtlc3lce2pyu5xxKMSt2-QizSAIQBaskeidl449SoB7thMt3zP31SungFpfWxqnZDHIsoLLgruVHxRU9RPMvY-ZaN69VPvLPGKtEL2JS63baTQS-McxDVs55u2h1OVT0VDvSCkAOE5DR_uVgnUXPgwgjqaHWT-fwCQnILlPxYi54pqs/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7454.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNwI9FpYX8xvxhPtlc3lce2pyu5xxKMSt2-QizSAIQBaskeidl449SoB7thMt3zP31SungFpfWxqnZDHIsoLLgruVHxRU9RPMvY-ZaN69VPvLPGKtEL2JS63baTQS-McxDVs55u2h1OVT0VDvSCkAOE5DR_uVgnUXPgwgjqaHWT-fwCQnILlPxYi54pqs/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7454.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxRX1fLAAuNnotBv-UJn04PKgM2nZmX2h99hUsDYmtECt76U2q5xsh_fS5VypOQi3tcxdB2SbVYQMqn6k6h7oE-aGxM7qzaTwMeDzTDg7RvtBj_UTz8nKwbIKlMxIcrJpPGyU-IhLhYDhapuwd8VlhzxVrFBm8T0vL4kC_ODdyPFVeScGgYarzji5CYFk/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7455.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxRX1fLAAuNnotBv-UJn04PKgM2nZmX2h99hUsDYmtECt76U2q5xsh_fS5VypOQi3tcxdB2SbVYQMqn6k6h7oE-aGxM7qzaTwMeDzTDg7RvtBj_UTz8nKwbIKlMxIcrJpPGyU-IhLhYDhapuwd8VlhzxVrFBm8T0vL4kC_ODdyPFVeScGgYarzji5CYFk/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_7455.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>As we were loading up, I spied a cool old feeder trough and asked if they'd sell it to me. He said he'd take $10. I'm going to plant some flowers in this hunk of livestock auction house memorabilia. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIxLenmZKBG-DnvW5Rs2XaoJ1zEM8GqW4xVP4F-Pe4TI_snMgLZqzUCEfHB4mZFOJdT3SEEHAS7uY_7DPRiwP3cfxJubXLSXdPQyZq2oRDARmJ0nluFbQ13lZDGJtqtID3b0CHs4qMZsOUnfcQNkZVReSxeCV8AjLQizEsUlmVMoBHv085O7wezpD8a-c/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7468.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIxLenmZKBG-DnvW5Rs2XaoJ1zEM8GqW4xVP4F-Pe4TI_snMgLZqzUCEfHB4mZFOJdT3SEEHAS7uY_7DPRiwP3cfxJubXLSXdPQyZq2oRDARmJ0nluFbQ13lZDGJtqtID3b0CHs4qMZsOUnfcQNkZVReSxeCV8AjLQizEsUlmVMoBHv085O7wezpD8a-c/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7468.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4hN5Z_XIaBWuz8wtGUvSUHbB96nV4cbFlWeGqzWiLFiJ0yg76339efgle3YTW3PUdrk9WU_wuS1oHPbeBJA6a1yEL6ygyexNC-U15ir1bDVsUFFWijU5vWjQXHwLf2zLi0Jn5uC0IBffIGdXzyp3SWFpCJTmLtXeIoCpZiGMqCF5GmnjDMZh9EOkNw-o/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7473.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4hN5Z_XIaBWuz8wtGUvSUHbB96nV4cbFlWeGqzWiLFiJ0yg76339efgle3YTW3PUdrk9WU_wuS1oHPbeBJA6a1yEL6ygyexNC-U15ir1bDVsUFFWijU5vWjQXHwLf2zLi0Jn5uC0IBffIGdXzyp3SWFpCJTmLtXeIoCpZiGMqCF5GmnjDMZh9EOkNw-o/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7473.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>My husband got right to work installing the panels.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPvLUlY0-VFj3rUK0hrcjvDsz8CHcm_t6s-72Fl_Cf9ks6zE4l6mQ7FWyQAFRAdZ0zqvck13MSEfRBKc4LE1smmjNTXT_Nnmm4Rv2oNKtrMD-egSR9Q-B1l16eV1AMWCEX4A50I9mSsLIckW9VLyQXog9nUU-llyncIEo17WDMD6dp8vemDVBtDFMDg0o/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7479.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPvLUlY0-VFj3rUK0hrcjvDsz8CHcm_t6s-72Fl_Cf9ks6zE4l6mQ7FWyQAFRAdZ0zqvck13MSEfRBKc4LE1smmjNTXT_Nnmm4Rv2oNKtrMD-egSR9Q-B1l16eV1AMWCEX4A50I9mSsLIckW9VLyQXog9nUU-llyncIEo17WDMD6dp8vemDVBtDFMDg0o/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_7479.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXR-wgvb2MOcaNj9kgpjzn1MdGOc12FDm5d0p0N20oCE6G1beVTq3EF75zU-qLz1QGq0It20azQyBl_bFo7M1dwDHsWBDkDvN11MZM0fIVYZ3nw8SE-s9rXxXgDWWH7Hb_xClLu8jM9OLkkOwKVCPHZX8vZcgUcLGSPcnxGFzpLJ9guOmPcH7LIzcspJY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7505.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="565" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXR-wgvb2MOcaNj9kgpjzn1MdGOc12FDm5d0p0N20oCE6G1beVTq3EF75zU-qLz1QGq0It20azQyBl_bFo7M1dwDHsWBDkDvN11MZM0fIVYZ3nw8SE-s9rXxXgDWWH7Hb_xClLu8jM9OLkkOwKVCPHZX8vZcgUcLGSPcnxGFzpLJ9guOmPcH7LIzcspJY/w566-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7505.jpg" width="566" /></a></div><p>And then moved them out to the patio where they'll remain empty until about late April. That will us plenty of time to line them, too. The vintage tin roofing has way too many rust holes to be an effective wall for a planter.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcWdx9Z5CN689MAHgjmhDtC2hARWWliQBQQqg7BykBY8oHP5aNWhCk1JpIkZA9vuZG3cFYGHlRbwCwBNEVPF6kppJjYKL67HCL7I8LbYxS98N2CnwGapXnZLlA8MYqub6gtPioLbi3MP3D9ifMKrARyko31lPqIp4-Nk0pRxymiQxva943IMo9aCSXLLY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7532.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcWdx9Z5CN689MAHgjmhDtC2hARWWliQBQQqg7BykBY8oHP5aNWhCk1JpIkZA9vuZG3cFYGHlRbwCwBNEVPF6kppJjYKL67HCL7I8LbYxS98N2CnwGapXnZLlA8MYqub6gtPioLbi3MP3D9ifMKrARyko31lPqIp4-Nk0pRxymiQxva943IMo9aCSXLLY/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_7532.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>In other news, I dewormed Tuffy, and he had a lot of worms inside of him. In all my years with horses, I've never seen them shed worms after a deworming, but I have seen it with our dogs and now Tuffy. The last time I dewormed him was about a year ago, but since he is a barn cat I never saw any evidence. Anyway, it was disgusting! I'm sure he feels much better now, even though he still isn't 100% about using his kitty litter box. Close, but not quite.<div><br /></div><div>This is how sweet he is. A total stress reliever. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHPYsqdIPmkWfE-cDDop33dc_TYHvl3jvWGkWEnCO1nrOCkeVKkOlQiUsKchR0vV5fYkDyIwcx7-sg1HqceUdIIzTI1vp-ouTsWpXUGmqup_pCS9cA7osmhDQ-WG6erw2VNExV9EqFwKhmW1yq8SJQmOql65uG_upR15MUCOBloGZ2hu1cT0trk1oKNU/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7602.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="438" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKHPYsqdIPmkWfE-cDDop33dc_TYHvl3jvWGkWEnCO1nrOCkeVKkOlQiUsKchR0vV5fYkDyIwcx7-sg1HqceUdIIzTI1vp-ouTsWpXUGmqup_pCS9cA7osmhDQ-WG6erw2VNExV9EqFwKhmW1yq8SJQmOql65uG_upR15MUCOBloGZ2hu1cT0trk1oKNU/w438-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7602.jpg" width="438" /></a></div><br />I found my old Nespresso machine in storage and brought it into the barn room. I had to descale it, but now it works like new. Tuffy photo bomb, incoming.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX7qoBUebdJEP11iDY-rt5QvJO_iAmA2GvYoOXgMn4eFHpnmXPFJHqBm4se-Slu-aVPH_xy8nGd-9bZWhpTByF91h9kJn9s4ezgUi1NVlNBp3ImADk85i_eUUPkoOREKJuqc-ybm8JCIGgrj4S7ugQGIYX0rJ_20QcKi0hqC2Xm4LPubnwNvTVEg6WZTI/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7613.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="640" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX7qoBUebdJEP11iDY-rt5QvJO_iAmA2GvYoOXgMn4eFHpnmXPFJHqBm4se-Slu-aVPH_xy8nGd-9bZWhpTByF91h9kJn9s4ezgUi1NVlNBp3ImADk85i_eUUPkoOREKJuqc-ybm8JCIGgrj4S7ugQGIYX0rJ_20QcKi0hqC2Xm4LPubnwNvTVEg6WZTI/s320/thumbnail_IMG_7613.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The last few days it has been in the 50s here. Yesterday was even sunny. It was like heaven in my little sanctuary. Unfortunately, I came down with a cold, something that happens a lot nowadays. But it's minor and will soon pass. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpgURQH9Q8UbXab-puqVUC2yoNmB6UFSEHbiBJ7rGHpZiQoSmuied7SBHH_mIVbYYwdeeK-3F3PTGbbR2pQwt9YAFNvV-CZsnyjdUwPPcpALbbLcLdnjDwQMZrrxsxl-BaaJDdggWtFrwHuzN8DTx-u85T-OusVlS_LuvMV1N2RAMlNeG1NVSouOwFtU/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7611.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpgURQH9Q8UbXab-puqVUC2yoNmB6UFSEHbiBJ7rGHpZiQoSmuied7SBHH_mIVbYYwdeeK-3F3PTGbbR2pQwt9YAFNvV-CZsnyjdUwPPcpALbbLcLdnjDwQMZrrxsxl-BaaJDdggWtFrwHuzN8DTx-u85T-OusVlS_LuvMV1N2RAMlNeG1NVSouOwFtU/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_7611.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><p><br /></p></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-84536770423347420922024-01-27T07:32:00.000-08:002024-01-27T07:32:36.777-08:00More Distractions<p> More healthy distractions. </p><p>(Mixed order.)</p><p>A new display in downtown Spokane.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I realized the old tin roofing is not sturdy enough to be a functional planter wall. We will have to line the inside with new metal. No rush since they can’t be planted until May. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVrT3WFNxIcaTSx-8eEYxByzVxcXMp2rGvqKc7Wgg7pVGcnaWjSYmZPxkbsxhQXJfuqqBy1qT4CJKpwxlWuQZNM04w0rEyzl1vih3fHRjU1NIcU4gouaZ11rQO3ttO2WfdcoXXsaxYGFMspjyqKsyKskDFeBK3_OabFjBXXJBzgfRCYKztqrJYjZewXDM/s4032/AD87A50F-BCF2-46EE-91C2-B9FAB13D09C3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVrT3WFNxIcaTSx-8eEYxByzVxcXMp2rGvqKc7Wgg7pVGcnaWjSYmZPxkbsxhQXJfuqqBy1qT4CJKpwxlWuQZNM04w0rEyzl1vih3fHRjU1NIcU4gouaZ11rQO3ttO2WfdcoXXsaxYGFMspjyqKsyKskDFeBK3_OabFjBXXJBzgfRCYKztqrJYjZewXDM/s320/AD87A50F-BCF2-46EE-91C2-B9FAB13D09C3.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Under the big tent at Riverfront Park. This was the tent for the 1974 World’s Fair in Spokane. Now, it’s a continuous light show and amphitheater. Our grandson is amazed by them and turning for one last look. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvhUREABQb-BaBR2oJS2FCsPnod8iJ7nl4fR8-d3BNLbBDGQUxWCVMsQgw0c0tkzxNQC9KxWe1Kkq8FkfRe4ISgqjItiJNNoIXh97PIUtOeWAqhSweVxsT8xQ4ysXKbMiofrV4pFDPOcoZR4Akpa_EpZ3s1HyXLnPoXOyXjEyZEzw8e8d_-x1rSzIgcjk/s4032/4082D617-2393-4FCA-8800-0FE025AC0E4D.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvhUREABQb-BaBR2oJS2FCsPnod8iJ7nl4fR8-d3BNLbBDGQUxWCVMsQgw0c0tkzxNQC9KxWe1Kkq8FkfRe4ISgqjItiJNNoIXh97PIUtOeWAqhSweVxsT8xQ4ysXKbMiofrV4pFDPOcoZR4Akpa_EpZ3s1HyXLnPoXOyXjEyZEzw8e8d_-x1rSzIgcjk/s320/4082D617-2393-4FCA-8800-0FE025AC0E4D.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My handsome boy. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyvFGzdTnLvfTZ1GCrxFAfR8bkPlRtkLkUdZzDzV7hdXI-l0yV37rBtsQzcxAtDooX363ulqRY45wvXtRZkp2QvAL2oMJBiL_qa3H55QpvymrOPWuSpOjytGNA1nt_a5P8jNTFlz_yyaZ4UFLzDDVQ-1TXXStdKBS2jUtUIP6hE7TXATaRCnUtWzNmqe8/s1668/99DEAF87-52A6-4765-A82B-68B40AD2C92E.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1132" data-original-width="1668" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyvFGzdTnLvfTZ1GCrxFAfR8bkPlRtkLkUdZzDzV7hdXI-l0yV37rBtsQzcxAtDooX363ulqRY45wvXtRZkp2QvAL2oMJBiL_qa3H55QpvymrOPWuSpOjytGNA1nt_a5P8jNTFlz_yyaZ4UFLzDDVQ-1TXXStdKBS2jUtUIP6hE7TXATaRCnUtWzNmqe8/s320/99DEAF87-52A6-4765-A82B-68B40AD2C92E.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Downtown Spokane. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH-F2YnqSxxYrOUVwF4v0tMj1uyAQOzj54g7Qwq4MK8qg0QhRMQ9F2KpQiz0ygFFKFJAP8zWZYBCVDIkJO9ll1zmAzA4dxaa8OHd5GQzJd_ODdtXcz1L4xkl5dnfrdWoFWkYgsX50edMvbFR9shEj7T7iL9i9reybdx9PMpWKNAJ9WBTL14cR0-RkbfS8/s4032/94C337AB-4200-49B3-A3B8-CF82BAAE0503.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH-F2YnqSxxYrOUVwF4v0tMj1uyAQOzj54g7Qwq4MK8qg0QhRMQ9F2KpQiz0ygFFKFJAP8zWZYBCVDIkJO9ll1zmAzA4dxaa8OHd5GQzJd_ODdtXcz1L4xkl5dnfrdWoFWkYgsX50edMvbFR9shEj7T7iL9i9reybdx9PMpWKNAJ9WBTL14cR0-RkbfS8/s320/94C337AB-4200-49B3-A3B8-CF82BAAE0503.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tumbleweed and Epona are our new married pair, but their mamas are still training them and will sometimes demand their separation. Epona follows his lead. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaYJHHONwzfsZrcXTS347i-6TvdbXqqcFKJce8RB3-B2_8mmdx3Myip2L6_E_HbhxVq0bBf3_gQXfoygUTs-ppr60G_zE2EFQ6nWQ8JHZkxz8I94P103MBiqQMUAlb1_VOVz74A5ywfWV7lcGYukAVTzS3xTaF7Am0otJb0QfGyIbSF7-GW8QoKZnwSs/s1618/8C162E8F-723C-4C46-BE10-7706523CAEA7.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1242" data-original-width="1618" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaYJHHONwzfsZrcXTS347i-6TvdbXqqcFKJce8RB3-B2_8mmdx3Myip2L6_E_HbhxVq0bBf3_gQXfoygUTs-ppr60G_zE2EFQ6nWQ8JHZkxz8I94P103MBiqQMUAlb1_VOVz74A5ywfWV7lcGYukAVTzS3xTaF7Am0otJb0QfGyIbSF7-GW8QoKZnwSs/s320/8C162E8F-723C-4C46-BE10-7706523CAEA7.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4bKuzZEtAmzlRyQCZfeE46_KD0MlOLtWBOt51u2LobrkCsD0luhZdE_7t5-V8acAabZMVB2B0sopjXAHrV-2hweNQaXLe1by6a3HknVTpkOjvLuFBfRwnUBTcE-6dN0ix66z3ouEfoamE3s43W9XD7QSayVIW4ZEKhfwYv_G8jG0Bn2rSecxI0h0RJ8U/s2075/1E8B13A9-FE59-4722-8CD8-248E2D7B2F1B.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1234" data-original-width="2075" height="190" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4bKuzZEtAmzlRyQCZfeE46_KD0MlOLtWBOt51u2LobrkCsD0luhZdE_7t5-V8acAabZMVB2B0sopjXAHrV-2hweNQaXLe1by6a3HknVTpkOjvLuFBfRwnUBTcE-6dN0ix66z3ouEfoamE3s43W9XD7QSayVIW4ZEKhfwYv_G8jG0Bn2rSecxI0h0RJ8U/s320/1E8B13A9-FE59-4722-8CD8-248E2D7B2F1B.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And a new mini fridge for the barn room. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgXDPhHPDl8DGj8le5b8vTgKZfwxwWMi97_t__IpEFVzohWh2Yzxv8C72TfZ4NTI-Z_22dG2L18pvDGYqwUjITVSWn1-BWf_odXme0E7Ybhp8jyEjoYxAqNIufCP1l5AUGM-37bNMnJ5o53aD2JiU8ogz97y5TPToNxZLAODFcWPpxNSq4QwY-NGO7F-w/s4032/01FED0BB-316D-4479-9026-61370022E374.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgXDPhHPDl8DGj8le5b8vTgKZfwxwWMi97_t__IpEFVzohWh2Yzxv8C72TfZ4NTI-Z_22dG2L18pvDGYqwUjITVSWn1-BWf_odXme0E7Ybhp8jyEjoYxAqNIufCP1l5AUGM-37bNMnJ5o53aD2JiU8ogz97y5TPToNxZLAODFcWPpxNSq4QwY-NGO7F-w/s320/01FED0BB-316D-4479-9026-61370022E374.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-43673832388417054222024-01-25T14:21:00.000-08:002024-01-25T14:21:55.255-08:00Healthy Distractions<p style="text-align: center;">Healthy Distractions</p><p>I'm going through the Noom modules again, but skipped ahead to the one on Stress. Let's face it, this has been a stressful year. I remember really clinging to the information in this module when I first went through it, but time passes, and we forget.</p><p>I won't write about everything they say in it, but I do want to hit on this one point: Distraction.</p><p>Distraction is a coping mechanism to get our mind off of sad or stressful situations. Distractions can be healthy and they can non-healthy. Turns out, a lot is written about this topic. Here is one list I found: <a href="https://www.delawarepsychologicalservices.com/post/60-healthy-and-uplifting-distractions">60 Healthy Distractions.</a></p><p>Last weekend's fun was a good distraction, and the happiness I experienced was probably akin to having half your body pinned under a large object, and then someone coming along and lifting it off you for a couple of days. </p><p>This room, designing and building it, was a good distraction. Walking and hiking are great distractions. </p><p>Tuffy and the horses are good distractions.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRNRWIxtqQMUd0U9rZZ2oskiaYJMS6A_MVTVd_dS-8jEmwceGHdQEkEEZ_Nb-7Nu8KkrCteKJdJto3gA9lQ4UPRBsFFXyQ1RoGS0C2zkTjcVLbqvicxqMGOIg3xWZT56x60IiYXuWW31nhufLVxO9wwoIfq74XJmaCFSNeDmMyeNcLBaGawL5WMMLbwQ/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7294%20(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCRNRWIxtqQMUd0U9rZZ2oskiaYJMS6A_MVTVd_dS-8jEmwceGHdQEkEEZ_Nb-7Nu8KkrCteKJdJto3gA9lQ4UPRBsFFXyQ1RoGS0C2zkTjcVLbqvicxqMGOIg3xWZT56x60IiYXuWW31nhufLVxO9wwoIfq74XJmaCFSNeDmMyeNcLBaGawL5WMMLbwQ/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_7294%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijK8TVxffUOWdOH9MlAFD44zgeUEhzDX98BC5CVVTjzkPIhTW8S5sdYOgwujgDTVqtGuxnhEdyHWJT-iWv4ym30QOkqL1uSLfaoqoNF38-LP_4sz1AIjH0-91rGikCKPz9V5CnQ_6IwSt4wJWMmN0tSgOVtS_bDCXs9Ty_XiBty7gL_O5i49AGQ48W6MU/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijK8TVxffUOWdOH9MlAFD44zgeUEhzDX98BC5CVVTjzkPIhTW8S5sdYOgwujgDTVqtGuxnhEdyHWJT-iWv4ym30QOkqL1uSLfaoqoNF38-LP_4sz1AIjH0-91rGikCKPz9V5CnQ_6IwSt4wJWMmN0tSgOVtS_bDCXs9Ty_XiBty7gL_O5i49AGQ48W6MU/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_7301.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Even cleaning stalls. Basically, keeping busy with productive things.</p><p>I've taken up juggling since Christmas.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFcWtJhkuO6YzapFtX9t0FGAA6xlTM1scOFPXIk4YFSpHxZiaJ2zi6FKxJG_YAtKpUUbywsrV3AaJgu2OhssRgiD1Gp9QV8EafMzGeYOxlGJQZ3bUSDm1e8UJ5by5yNZV0GrCWyGbCvaxU9Yl8HiWoUM-CYLWuviULZU7BJ959Lq3iKqmkY0xA_VKXIcQ/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFcWtJhkuO6YzapFtX9t0FGAA6xlTM1scOFPXIk4YFSpHxZiaJ2zi6FKxJG_YAtKpUUbywsrV3AaJgu2OhssRgiD1Gp9QV8EafMzGeYOxlGJQZ3bUSDm1e8UJ5by5yNZV0GrCWyGbCvaxU9Yl8HiWoUM-CYLWuviULZU7BJ959Lq3iKqmkY0xA_VKXIcQ/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6500.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkam_b0f5776r0BiucLDWam0wKYI_iT2CwDsiAt8QcQTB1M4SDAoPyvhfvHW-k2CHRH0KgGtdQwR0_Fzm0gMmxg-1Nlu6erC8XInQAHijK-UR9WmFm5HWwitH_Ft59PUjHxBolOB54hDU8nlnDBkZ2dMYy1nxHDvmxjHJwz9vU_c8kogYKrRS67wwfA4w/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkam_b0f5776r0BiucLDWam0wKYI_iT2CwDsiAt8QcQTB1M4SDAoPyvhfvHW-k2CHRH0KgGtdQwR0_Fzm0gMmxg-1Nlu6erC8XInQAHijK-UR9WmFm5HWwitH_Ft59PUjHxBolOB54hDU8nlnDBkZ2dMYy1nxHDvmxjHJwz9vU_c8kogYKrRS67wwfA4w/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6502.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>It's something I've always wished I could do. So far, I'm only working on my form with two balls. I can't wait to be able to juggle 3 though! That's probably not on the list of 60 healthy distractions. Ha!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZTGCrNAFneXo4QDG1Jte1lsDKrPS-Qi4oNBGSddX3HE99aVNWZXMgCIxgBllAukdld8sLfaY9qGMa6pFVv-JYcWIFMVIffvkF1pP1dcgLMV6qldEaur1aC9H7P2jh1wbW41kr88_G9Q88ncP9_4E93MuKxtqFBBEmC4DVJ18MNI8KbXhGf381Fl79Sq8/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZTGCrNAFneXo4QDG1Jte1lsDKrPS-Qi4oNBGSddX3HE99aVNWZXMgCIxgBllAukdld8sLfaY9qGMa6pFVv-JYcWIFMVIffvkF1pP1dcgLMV6qldEaur1aC9H7P2jh1wbW41kr88_G9Q88ncP9_4E93MuKxtqFBBEmC4DVJ18MNI8KbXhGf381Fl79Sq8/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_7249.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>My husband and I are building these planters to frame in the barn patio. We're going to use that old roofing tin on the sides. I'm going to plant them this spring with herbs, some veggies, flowers, and probably one tree. There will be two of these in an "L" shape.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC9aMbxcBJVKrhNsBsDzCPFqI-wxFYkiwQzA07GzCJAJKnjrfL3nRG402vSOMx_pQNkTjW1iqX4nBkwsATtRSsTJcsSq31wywdBhC-xcUbuLIzBI7BJyksQJmaV45YzmtVlSBiJqR_11S0HcWaJWOtdTeqRwHWyegcymrb6TApEp3FOVq0S5XWw3iC6c4/s1140/il_1140xN.929025530_5hsr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="964" data-original-width="1140" height="542" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC9aMbxcBJVKrhNsBsDzCPFqI-wxFYkiwQzA07GzCJAJKnjrfL3nRG402vSOMx_pQNkTjW1iqX4nBkwsATtRSsTJcsSq31wywdBhC-xcUbuLIzBI7BJyksQJmaV45YzmtVlSBiJqR_11S0HcWaJWOtdTeqRwHWyegcymrb6TApEp3FOVq0S5XWw3iC6c4/w640-h542/il_1140xN.929025530_5hsr.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>I ordered my custom horse hair ring from England. The artist got right back to me and asked that I send a small amount of clean hair. She recognized that this could be hair from a special horse who has passed, and she is cautious of it getting lost in transit. She wants us to send the minimum needed, just in case. She also sends a UK ring sizer in the mail. She should receive the hair at about the time I receive the sizer. After receipt of the hair, it takes around 10 weeks to produce the ring. </p><p>I'm very excited.</p><p><br /></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-12518346332165996632024-01-24T14:56:00.000-08:002024-01-24T15:04:13.188-08:00A Flood of Gratitude<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh9I5r6mM66U-pEwle7NWFyFo-pRjR-J69KGlt29GeHwxFq1PCzC8FF4uBRi_zaDqMixqdqYlPDAD8S7U9iVda7wHrEwXBFztUO28K7Gkv9tMIkw-EhmUxRxQCY77uD8zvPOgcfm2D16PFJpxMYEg5MW_2M5A79jvtx-qGzEQT_snf2gx1FE7fq-cD6Vg/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7260.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="506" data-original-width="640" height="506" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh9I5r6mM66U-pEwle7NWFyFo-pRjR-J69KGlt29GeHwxFq1PCzC8FF4uBRi_zaDqMixqdqYlPDAD8S7U9iVda7wHrEwXBFztUO28K7Gkv9tMIkw-EhmUxRxQCY77uD8zvPOgcfm2D16PFJpxMYEg5MW_2M5A79jvtx-qGzEQT_snf2gx1FE7fq-cD6Vg/w640-h506/thumbnail_IMG_7260.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>The snow is melting, it's raining, and there are little lakes all around our place, but that isn't <i>the flood </i>I want to tell you about.</div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>BACKTRACK</i></div><div><br /></div><div>On Friday, my husband and I had a date night to a local play, <i>Good People</i>. It was just so wonderful. Thought-provoking. Funny. Surprising. It gave us a lot to talk about on the way home. It was one of the best nights of my life because we so thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Perhaps, we more appreciate our time together now. Not that we didn't before, but it's over and above now that it is more rare.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmqpqygDZRwE2LpRcnXmdxabTVSuBGN____zO0pdXGgd9WrahoX6y_1WmgWzdYoSUw3JOTCnP_tpkwoiAeZ9IYOSLBXXh1CzNJMObGevcO3DEWLeiNAyG9gUiBaj84moqGfZZGqNs871eyVKA8fpYPvCoYvMKr6tL4rzD-hsgxr3uJascXXcdBnkRbarA/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7114.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmqpqygDZRwE2LpRcnXmdxabTVSuBGN____zO0pdXGgd9WrahoX6y_1WmgWzdYoSUw3JOTCnP_tpkwoiAeZ9IYOSLBXXh1CzNJMObGevcO3DEWLeiNAyG9gUiBaj84moqGfZZGqNs871eyVKA8fpYPvCoYvMKr6tL4rzD-hsgxr3uJascXXcdBnkRbarA/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7114.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>The next day, Saturday, I went shopping and to run errands with my daughter for ingredients to make my lasagna for a Sunday family get-together and a consultation with my vet about Tuffy. Since we were out, I treated my daughter to lunch. It was another lovely moment. My heart was full of happiness.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV2q89cqWbdtxcaYZV4fTOHguz69I2nVSAyAuicD5tmoGVj8k1AkVI17HsqCipxo_kqtrS2mC1lgk92dVhkGLxE1F8EFebGTanjIWEuzGbwfelUgaDEgy7cYkxH_2sGkBZ5XQwFydPAE1m1O4oWx_wfJxpeO6rc1UPoiuFe21R9E7ZUj1CKL2hre9T8GE/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7139.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV2q89cqWbdtxcaYZV4fTOHguz69I2nVSAyAuicD5tmoGVj8k1AkVI17HsqCipxo_kqtrS2mC1lgk92dVhkGLxE1F8EFebGTanjIWEuzGbwfelUgaDEgy7cYkxH_2sGkBZ5XQwFydPAE1m1O4oWx_wfJxpeO6rc1UPoiuFe21R9E7ZUj1CKL2hre9T8GE/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7139.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiaA9Efn3UQqmMnOOBkt7_Kv5C1IWGAh4EVlGdkTEDHBwMH1_8fcCOi042e9xm6b6IW7ipki1Ws3DU8XOWVI7g-zXw0rTsfYvvhUXJ5l2w1euvKCWy-9p7kJx5hzqa0Dh5IDrzodEWoAuWUlI7mTjPAsgP2mrinJct_BggP-OqhQF5Mp3rO5MxHYG2mJ4/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7140.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiaA9Efn3UQqmMnOOBkt7_Kv5C1IWGAh4EVlGdkTEDHBwMH1_8fcCOi042e9xm6b6IW7ipki1Ws3DU8XOWVI7g-zXw0rTsfYvvhUXJ5l2w1euvKCWy-9p7kJx5hzqa0Dh5IDrzodEWoAuWUlI7mTjPAsgP2mrinJct_BggP-OqhQF5Mp3rO5MxHYG2mJ4/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7140.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>When I got home, I went to my Sanctuary to deworm Tuffy with the meds my vet had given me for him, but while I was administering the dewormer, there was a loud explosion. </div><div><br /></div><div>Tuffy ran out of the room, and I was left to scramble to deal with a broken water pipe that was quickly flooding my sanctuary. I ran out of the barn, toward the house, to shut off the water, but also called my husband as I was running, who was inside the house already. Luckily, he answered and ran downstairs to shutoff the water to the barn.</div><div><br /></div><div>I didn't take any photos, but imagine the brick and soaked rugs as I hauled the furniture out to the dry breezeway. Then imagine the shop vac, the rugs hung out, and the fans drying the room. </div><div><br /></div><div>Poor Tuffy. </div><div><br /></div><div>That night, as I was visiting the room one last time, he meowed and meowed and wanted to be comforted that everything was going to be okay. I set up his cozy safe, space, and he settled back into the barn room. There was no furniture in it, and the fans were still whirling, but he settled in front of the heater.</div><div><br /></div><div>The next day my husband researched what had gone wrong with his attachments, the clamps he had used that had been ineffective, and reworked them with new ones. Everything seems to be working fine now and back to normal.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHSuKBTLt7JddHsGbw8Xviqz8it52uTG4AXzvw0MYbx_CQLrGADNEeUshk9hwHglMKOEqHG-3byi5zw8dhyphenhyphenZLNtLhZedENQ4SpdHRwERx8-lmd8-EhE9_2d9LJHejLOSWWWrzvzkZ48tu_7L6qyiJbHoPuneXdTFb_-p0bK0pFs6Khxl-dJSHf4K1-WQ/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7218.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLHSuKBTLt7JddHsGbw8Xviqz8it52uTG4AXzvw0MYbx_CQLrGADNEeUshk9hwHglMKOEqHG-3byi5zw8dhyphenhyphenZLNtLhZedENQ4SpdHRwERx8-lmd8-EhE9_2d9LJHejLOSWWWrzvzkZ48tu_7L6qyiJbHoPuneXdTFb_-p0bK0pFs6Khxl-dJSHf4K1-WQ/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7218.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div>Believe it or not, I consider this a miracle.</div><div><br /></div><div>As I was using the shop vac to remove the water, I kept saying<i> thank yous </i>to heaven. <i>Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>What perfect timing for the pipes to have come undone, while I was out there for that mere 5 minutes. </div><div><br /></div><div>It could have been before. </div><div><br /></div><div>It could have been after. </div><div><br /></div><div>It would have flooded the entire barn.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yep, that was a miracle.</div><div><br /></div><div>We were so preoccupied cleaning the room and responding to the crisis that I had almost forgotten we had tickets to the Symphony where they were expecting a guest pianist, Charlie Albright, playing Rachmaninoff's 2nd. </div><div><br /></div><div>We debated even going, but in the end, since we already had the tickets, we hurried out the door and barely made it in time.</div><div><br /></div><div>So glad we did! What an amazing performance it was! Everyone jumped to their feet for a standing ovation when he was done. For his encore, he played <i>Great Balls of Fire! </i></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikG6D8fbzhdxJIHVELmEyPkmYnm4PFSSUC75OqaoikK8RSw7Rd7O3P8zIdY-1IWloCU0UndR3nkB2JFdqwnb1PjP1F5jAfUfs_61JqUphR70wIaEIFTnNwiZ67qtTkhVmYZuMR7oCMpyJV_THHtPsCMIi4utC1R8s_3eYmUx27EH5rRaUdFxcgNnk9YNM/s1530/420271417_1227618412717263_115019020392439776_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1031" data-original-width="1530" height="432" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikG6D8fbzhdxJIHVELmEyPkmYnm4PFSSUC75OqaoikK8RSw7Rd7O3P8zIdY-1IWloCU0UndR3nkB2JFdqwnb1PjP1F5jAfUfs_61JqUphR70wIaEIFTnNwiZ67qtTkhVmYZuMR7oCMpyJV_THHtPsCMIi4utC1R8s_3eYmUx27EH5rRaUdFxcgNnk9YNM/w640-h432/420271417_1227618412717263_115019020392439776_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div>A weekend of beautiful moments, miracles, and a flood, also a miracle in its own right. </div><div><br /></div><div>As we were walking to our car from the Fox Theater after the Symphony, it started to rain, and the snow was melting. As we passed one alleyway, I saw the most beautiful scene--leftover Christmas wreaths, snow melting off lights, people happily walking together, like we were.</div><div><br /></div><div>What a beautiful few days.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3YEGoSh3iAglmsYMEV5mKNFldM4AbTYpOXMmY2U6I2lxNz3aA83pYAkSxiAQQFSRlXlXkykDnQwMQp-ckRlumTZvvOt84NyUJEhoLLvKzcljiqPgpxqNtThyl5r22Pxz1IT-YodfKArieZzGm5Dxc8GYWBZhDNe4eiookc0FZ23kVz5HVFh6v5GFvHvw/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7163.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="409" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3YEGoSh3iAglmsYMEV5mKNFldM4AbTYpOXMmY2U6I2lxNz3aA83pYAkSxiAQQFSRlXlXkykDnQwMQp-ckRlumTZvvOt84NyUJEhoLLvKzcljiqPgpxqNtThyl5r22Pxz1IT-YodfKArieZzGm5Dxc8GYWBZhDNe4eiookc0FZ23kVz5HVFh6v5GFvHvw/w410-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7163.jpg" width="410" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-17793697840397354692024-01-19T14:00:00.000-08:002024-01-19T15:31:41.791-08:00Houston, There's Still A Problem<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnQkSu6Kefufk2RCrTBbnpj3C7cEa7dB5ARA3-0sAH3Q6E1rqyOCs3Z5rPp2JW3ouLGdqrKHQtgHbLRdFtvLXJYBApRC0QhAf2Uqvvyms3jdFczvAA2zS0uDmI4K-b_OKg0wWe65zv6-Kz2-aNdXTPCOLO2ENQ2RjzUb-uFPVp5P7MVnKoLcy3TYP0uc/s640/thumbnail_Enlight243.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnQkSu6Kefufk2RCrTBbnpj3C7cEa7dB5ARA3-0sAH3Q6E1rqyOCs3Z5rPp2JW3ouLGdqrKHQtgHbLRdFtvLXJYBApRC0QhAf2Uqvvyms3jdFczvAA2zS0uDmI4K-b_OKg0wWe65zv6-Kz2-aNdXTPCOLO2ENQ2RjzUb-uFPVp5P7MVnKoLcy3TYP0uc/w640-h482/thumbnail_Enlight243.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My <strike>parrot</strike> barn cat, Tuffy, continues to poop in <strike>my</strike> his <strike>barn room</strike> sanctuary.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I have tried several things, and he will start to use his box regularly (he has two, one inside the room, and one outside the room), but then reverts back. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Today, my husband informed me it happened again, and suggested we evict Tuffy to the part of the barn he used to mostly inhabit, the hay storage. But I told him the last two years have been nothing but losses for me, and Tuffy gives my sanctuary the necessary heart and spirit I need right now. I don't mind cleaning it up as I continue to brainstorm solutions. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It is my barn room after all. My sanctuary. But my husband can't help but feel some ownership, too, after having done all the work to build it. Can you imagine? The nerve! Haha! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My room. No, my room. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Okay, it's your room, your cat, your poop to clean up.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I just ordered Dr. Elsey's Cat Attract.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKI8KyganXDpES592hAJtDFzh_BWHOpZeX44roxwHBsKIjOub4bs8y1dnBduACsYoUyFnzsH2jhO7pLsp8W3vNkgn90jalkG_2lmIQ1nUTNxN5ce5trMQrHGpm-yHG8nDpAr7orU6A9qwve8TZ5zCl6moCWJ03AHQVfGoLZ_hyphenhyphengwW9tE7BM_6wrR4pS2E/s1500/71Kjig7L5pL._AC_SL1500_.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1151" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKI8KyganXDpES592hAJtDFzh_BWHOpZeX44roxwHBsKIjOub4bs8y1dnBduACsYoUyFnzsH2jhO7pLsp8W3vNkgn90jalkG_2lmIQ1nUTNxN5ce5trMQrHGpm-yHG8nDpAr7orU6A9qwve8TZ5zCl6moCWJ03AHQVfGoLZ_hyphenhyphengwW9tE7BM_6wrR4pS2E/w492-h640/71Kjig7L5pL._AC_SL1500_.jpg" width="492" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div> I know this won't be an issue when the weather warms up and he's able to comfortable spend time outside again. Wish me luck.<p></p><p>Speaking of ownership issues, my daughter and I are co-owners of Epona, and the topic of training came up today. My daughter reserved a spot for her in June, but she will be only three. I told her I'd prefer to have a vet check first to make sure her growth plates are closed. She had such a rough start and I had to slow down her growth when she started to spurt up too fast with all the good nutrition, after having almost starved herself to death refusing milk replacer. I had her on a couple different formulas to balance growth, and I pulled her off grain. She definitely slowed down, but I'd like to have her evaluated.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXxJivRlrfm42zoQUWUhM7KnSxcKbxy1n52cmcb8GYZZpmPVB4nUTnI0OKi9aAXRg_l9yaLW9VJhkC7xF1dd2iUeLkxv_hHG1yBbU7l84CKhCMzAYQhYx_qxZcrvKz497wxeCSm41w3uUAu-ZxfIf7QI67NydN3SYFDiwDAUkYgp52IXDQzIugHpt4og/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7071.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="374" data-original-width="640" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiXxJivRlrfm42zoQUWUhM7KnSxcKbxy1n52cmcb8GYZZpmPVB4nUTnI0OKi9aAXRg_l9yaLW9VJhkC7xF1dd2iUeLkxv_hHG1yBbU7l84CKhCMzAYQhYx_qxZcrvKz497wxeCSm41w3uUAu-ZxfIf7QI67NydN3SYFDiwDAUkYgp52IXDQzIugHpt4og/w640-h374/thumbnail_IMG_7071.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Epona "was the Celtic goddess of horses and the patron goddess of mares and foals." Oddly enough, her nickname, Pona, means to heal and survive.<div><br /></div><div>If you have followed Epona's journey, you know the Pona part is very true.</div><div><br /></div><div>However, the Epona part is also coming to be. Epona is now the one ordering the herd, and making sure her mama eats first. She had to beat out the Tumbleweed / Foxy duo for that honor. I don't know how it happened, but it did.<br /><div> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjusT7SOE4guGr8gtSOLX0I5i4iN-vV5cdLoERRISYB6ROAg1PD9ny6vFeoOWuTenxg8Bi4N2_jaJZvYD8GytDu6MCO4_8dmdMJ-1reg5udn9v8hjVTPWrjVEC7JxycGCplyx27cj6P-kDNj0N5xYlhUTzj0xPf2z_sHt_IeVttFPnpaIo3k3oTkO_RfE/s1332/thumbnail_IMG_7072.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1046" data-original-width="1332" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjusT7SOE4guGr8gtSOLX0I5i4iN-vV5cdLoERRISYB6ROAg1PD9ny6vFeoOWuTenxg8Bi4N2_jaJZvYD8GytDu6MCO4_8dmdMJ-1reg5udn9v8hjVTPWrjVEC7JxycGCplyx27cj6P-kDNj0N5xYlhUTzj0xPf2z_sHt_IeVttFPnpaIo3k3oTkO_RfE/w640-h502/thumbnail_IMG_7072.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>And now all the mares do as Epona tells them to. She is a very brave little soul, having endured so much in so little time, and it will be interesting to see what this new order brings about in each of their personalities.</p></div></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-31124330830436935272024-01-17T15:33:00.000-08:002024-01-17T19:33:06.135-08:00A Sanctuary<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_cbO_eY6gQqpZkG44BaD3AO79Osqb_TRCYL1AxJoTBjQFZE49J5ZModapgufkCPcd33VMttjf48NL-Q_TfU_nXhAJ5jyYqrGS_7o1Hec6gyxCthfiCwaeaLNXQYKzdYisU-UYBityTYsQ-d0MzXPiH7Po4lcSN6EgTeJVStkLGUcCQ07BIK7lemiuQTM/s685/sanctuary%20sign.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="685" data-original-width="499" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_cbO_eY6gQqpZkG44BaD3AO79Osqb_TRCYL1AxJoTBjQFZE49J5ZModapgufkCPcd33VMttjf48NL-Q_TfU_nXhAJ5jyYqrGS_7o1Hec6gyxCthfiCwaeaLNXQYKzdYisU-UYBityTYsQ-d0MzXPiH7Po4lcSN6EgTeJVStkLGUcCQ07BIK7lemiuQTM/w466-h640/sanctuary%20sign.jpg" width="466" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I decided on a sign to go above my barn room door, and it is this one below: Sanctuary.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I thought about all the things the barn has always been to me, the place I've felt God's grace or all things coming together, inside me, that are good in the universe. Not just good, but true, because everything hasn't been good, in the sense that there has been loss, fear, and death here, too. Everything is made right, or correct in me, here in this place, as close as I can be to my barn family. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This room is somewhat unplugged, but I am sitting in it right now typing this blog post. It's very peaceful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMqnhrDbrMrB-P1l5VcmH8EuCAgJAgfKNktxwXjY1YOMzTVzB5T0Id3TiYZofxMYOOTNQh2Fchtu0ZwGNdc5kaaCCT9xtfJD6b4LvY-NsTGs7hRYDBUK15lF9F6qdGPkC_k28dOpSZ2XMIIWJB_dhFmpdqYw7dKgpeJ5RuuS0uwx6tkDInTPWCN6fJymc/s1140/il_1140xN.4829316194_6st7%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="690" data-original-width="1140" height="388" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMqnhrDbrMrB-P1l5VcmH8EuCAgJAgfKNktxwXjY1YOMzTVzB5T0Id3TiYZofxMYOOTNQh2Fchtu0ZwGNdc5kaaCCT9xtfJD6b4LvY-NsTGs7hRYDBUK15lF9F6qdGPkC_k28dOpSZ2XMIIWJB_dhFmpdqYw7dKgpeJ5RuuS0uwx6tkDInTPWCN6fJymc/w640-h388/il_1140xN.4829316194_6st7%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is what greets me when I walk out to the barn room. Epona is always leading the charge with mama close behind.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxJwgyfpyTWygYAI01QxZyc5sqC8RKa0njMaT7EinZqjw7pP2lZ3EJwgvDZy5owygSTEb2WHi8X2s7clp8Mj8P87JYmG3E52VnMleNqMWc1SnpjhvmA2ZmK_HwVD_0DtrbM_NOH-b5zNT82a_5mRo7MJxC3fgg5ToLkLJh3mjLS_WgJ1bYrDD0c5Cfqvg/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7024.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="366" data-original-width="640" height="366" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxJwgyfpyTWygYAI01QxZyc5sqC8RKa0njMaT7EinZqjw7pP2lZ3EJwgvDZy5owygSTEb2WHi8X2s7clp8Mj8P87JYmG3E52VnMleNqMWc1SnpjhvmA2ZmK_HwVD_0DtrbM_NOH-b5zNT82a_5mRo7MJxC3fgg5ToLkLJh3mjLS_WgJ1bYrDD0c5Cfqvg/w640-h366/thumbnail_IMG_7024.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjakz0rnbno1WjbOKBWIvZcSalOO4M73HAFVvZc8t_jQdQv7q_fsIPkWc_iHQWI_FX54MrdVaAp4m6znwFzKQzGhp-1RTQJ5OZM3nwEhDZnbJ3Y0z623Gg6aE4sS2mvTutExgT1a9v6ViMSuEflxyuAkO4ZWGecB9oXhzx2uD0Oxe3WcoITgQoaDAx0KGQ/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7025.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="384" data-original-width="640" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjakz0rnbno1WjbOKBWIvZcSalOO4M73HAFVvZc8t_jQdQv7q_fsIPkWc_iHQWI_FX54MrdVaAp4m6znwFzKQzGhp-1RTQJ5OZM3nwEhDZnbJ3Y0z623Gg6aE4sS2mvTutExgT1a9v6ViMSuEflxyuAkO4ZWGecB9oXhzx2uD0Oxe3WcoITgQoaDAx0KGQ/w640-h384/thumbnail_IMG_7025.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>And, of course, Mr. Tweed. The snow is melting on their backs today, even though it still 20 degrees. They produce a lot of heat by eating 24/7 round bales. After the last week of below zero temps, 20 degrees seems balmy.</p><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCqjVqT7yfeqrL6eJ66XJ6EKdznMETGSTrTC-cxpsKw5vHpCQbFClUUA_dbLkhrQdBZekeItQVs_-WjVlGypwebd-seVWAL_t8d1M-bEsvTWmZbx9hDwUGVUK3ZUcG0wbAnoCfX8x4vEtExOGZl1jtMfrrlfcj5biANhDhSxDZZsmV0fNa3FQw-bPivI/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7026.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="422" data-original-width="640" height="422" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCqjVqT7yfeqrL6eJ66XJ6EKdznMETGSTrTC-cxpsKw5vHpCQbFClUUA_dbLkhrQdBZekeItQVs_-WjVlGypwebd-seVWAL_t8d1M-bEsvTWmZbx9hDwUGVUK3ZUcG0wbAnoCfX8x4vEtExOGZl1jtMfrrlfcj5biANhDhSxDZZsmV0fNa3FQw-bPivI/w640-h422/thumbnail_IMG_7026.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My husband finished the sink project. I love it. I'm glad I did look at all those other ideas, the ones I shared on this blog, because they probably did lead us to doing something ourselves. So glad we didn't buy something pre-made because this has so much more heart knowing it was made by my husband's hands.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmLoJl9ohrIuGRga30QD6ZTiUInPuUVnSQ2ybmtwf_T9uru2rLFTEpfOisCK_H_OkmNRsX4YQ2rPx1vdNyA2M1mlkEp6x8AQHCbXIXgolvmjXtYFgCTMFT28XutvRoS7wHtXtFaWEjTi7f9cUowJfQJxDDhQokSjn2NHJw0V1mmkx_JIjjhG1rWbJ1dJ0/s640/sink%201.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmLoJl9ohrIuGRga30QD6ZTiUInPuUVnSQ2ybmtwf_T9uru2rLFTEpfOisCK_H_OkmNRsX4YQ2rPx1vdNyA2M1mlkEp6x8AQHCbXIXgolvmjXtYFgCTMFT28XutvRoS7wHtXtFaWEjTi7f9cUowJfQJxDDhQokSjn2NHJw0V1mmkx_JIjjhG1rWbJ1dJ0/w640-h480/sink%201.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhywZuACW1KUn39Lw7SAQzrRDIfJlRDFlF_7zErKJuvRWZJAkU3xT2oIzIDU8bRwx9PNGul_HzmfHllhoJQKwzou6tgVq_-L_Cnsu5QVeFEkfLq-w0tG7lzQjFBWN0Pu0bUcqLr7Myu52k-zNNUg6yuczglaMbBKbO8RiiKuLepb-XXJJn4cVfrgZWTj4/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6931.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhywZuACW1KUn39Lw7SAQzrRDIfJlRDFlF_7zErKJuvRWZJAkU3xT2oIzIDU8bRwx9PNGul_HzmfHllhoJQKwzou6tgVq_-L_Cnsu5QVeFEkfLq-w0tG7lzQjFBWN0Pu0bUcqLr7Myu52k-zNNUg6yuczglaMbBKbO8RiiKuLepb-XXJJn4cVfrgZWTj4/s320/thumbnail_IMG_6931.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1AApjPNV29gC1N4d7_XGFpu7kumRCYu4wFwF32kD8aFmLHHg1C48ViiI0aVWArW8Yz2NRMzyrssy_HTxKIhGUQJxG5VicaeO2OWkmmyrSaWRM5lVE-UrPcivm2-khfAA7ht8XBuTa965lqtcL8-1zAgdjL5aIyAertKG9iBzo0_zBKfmrveFfUFN2IQg/s640/sanctuary%20sink.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1AApjPNV29gC1N4d7_XGFpu7kumRCYu4wFwF32kD8aFmLHHg1C48ViiI0aVWArW8Yz2NRMzyrssy_HTxKIhGUQJxG5VicaeO2OWkmmyrSaWRM5lVE-UrPcivm2-khfAA7ht8XBuTa965lqtcL8-1zAgdjL5aIyAertKG9iBzo0_zBKfmrveFfUFN2IQg/w480-h640/sanctuary%20sink.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The sink is cast iron, and a good size for filling buckets. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I did mention that this is Tuffy's room, right? Well, here's my handsome greeter. He photo bombs all my photos nowadays.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaBU9g1YkPQXUWyfIo5wephUfxU7pkVaJCGCBl6gPakkHEz_2sMTi52RPEKDdHTItTcVNFJhFqxXoUI4HmkAtzlRuWoweZ2e86LYZ3Ey0vFg4z1VbYYfNacm0bDQv_Yn5leuhyQPGcfow2sEbmIXUe3aoHKMg-gzQzYgkEn2SgYn8I02uIEkRiiE1Clew/s640/tuffy%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaBU9g1YkPQXUWyfIo5wephUfxU7pkVaJCGCBl6gPakkHEz_2sMTi52RPEKDdHTItTcVNFJhFqxXoUI4HmkAtzlRuWoweZ2e86LYZ3Ey0vFg4z1VbYYfNacm0bDQv_Yn5leuhyQPGcfow2sEbmIXUe3aoHKMg-gzQzYgkEn2SgYn8I02uIEkRiiE1Clew/w640-h482/tuffy%202.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3t2XxyVVoBUS7AaMu7DoQJDXbvSZzk15h4604tlR8g-SKLp0-KEFiIw6PbZN3yLfdN-oUQxyDZrLwQ5J7DEUjmma6HwIKEsvDydewDWY5CQyeZ4eec8VVcqapubcbmNoODFza9TaPFYpxDEOGlMeYWpUb2Udxj_w776XBVDdS4EKXgB7JbxPIX0OqSz4/s640/tuffy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3t2XxyVVoBUS7AaMu7DoQJDXbvSZzk15h4604tlR8g-SKLp0-KEFiIw6PbZN3yLfdN-oUQxyDZrLwQ5J7DEUjmma6HwIKEsvDydewDWY5CQyeZ4eec8VVcqapubcbmNoODFza9TaPFYpxDEOGlMeYWpUb2Udxj_w776XBVDdS4EKXgB7JbxPIX0OqSz4/w480-h640/tuffy.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I had to get a selfie with him yesterday. Some people have parrots on their shoulders, I have Tuffy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQC00UFWFqj7rI6JVKLk3ZQ6HrVmerSmBdHDMXLLBYaL8sI1vpzn-f9bi7wT-0xmjxm1RKBp2l8-2QEswxLK1u1uUrIKCzZzMTnDyFqtzt8XqD5HsVugcStptDUE-zzVtH3pBQzSmMHr1Uq7QvPZN9LyiRH065m9_yQhfNoptd3-JoIFJrL51F_bDVVU/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6935.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQC00UFWFqj7rI6JVKLk3ZQ6HrVmerSmBdHDMXLLBYaL8sI1vpzn-f9bi7wT-0xmjxm1RKBp2l8-2QEswxLK1u1uUrIKCzZzMTnDyFqtzt8XqD5HsVugcStptDUE-zzVtH3pBQzSmMHr1Uq7QvPZN9LyiRH065m9_yQhfNoptd3-JoIFJrL51F_bDVVU/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6935.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkzwNejsAyW2CardFmLaru8v9I_YHzhcsF-6v2kxGi9di95z1BSMqAgr0H_g9DBExL93n6uzmAmrD8uKCjGWmS6L5Ks-lY6HoDVyqpdFDcbByGe5e2QfdN0lcWlyCJGnThTHfCc1eMPCJNKXRCO3-sbq707pgHtukZ2WfMiK1U35SEg9Stsi5Tk4I30/s640/tuffy%20and%20me%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLkzwNejsAyW2CardFmLaru8v9I_YHzhcsF-6v2kxGi9di95z1BSMqAgr0H_g9DBExL93n6uzmAmrD8uKCjGWmS6L5Ks-lY6HoDVyqpdFDcbByGe5e2QfdN0lcWlyCJGnThTHfCc1eMPCJNKXRCO3-sbq707pgHtukZ2WfMiK1U35SEg9Stsi5Tk4I30/w640-h480/tuffy%20and%20me%202.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkQC00UFWFqj7rI6JVKLk3ZQ6HrVmerSmBdHDMXLLBYaL8sI1vpzn-f9bi7wT-0xmjxm1RKBp2l8-2QEswxLK1u1uUrIKCzZzMTnDyFqtzt8XqD5HsVugcStptDUE-zzVtH3pBQzSmMHr1Uq7QvPZN9LyiRH065m9_yQhfNoptd3-JoIFJrL51F_bDVVU/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_6935.jpg" width="640" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Some of the little details, like coat hooks.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdqFO3OaKBoiLX0NE9r30MSMCPQPpdlrcNVccnYR8-0qSy2Br4NrRg8TyRIgXZSlNG37JFrPYRnADIS67LSvPCwNRqPD2ddxlLrXyY1gSEQ-HXaTltgThPQ209Q-OlnG0N3dyW2YRH8rgyDePUL5j-LX6-yZGwtGoAijgMdFBOJn-tvjXVVX0_TBFPWoQ/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7015%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdqFO3OaKBoiLX0NE9r30MSMCPQPpdlrcNVccnYR8-0qSy2Br4NrRg8TyRIgXZSlNG37JFrPYRnADIS67LSvPCwNRqPD2ddxlLrXyY1gSEQ-HXaTltgThPQ209Q-OlnG0N3dyW2YRH8rgyDePUL5j-LX6-yZGwtGoAijgMdFBOJn-tvjXVVX0_TBFPWoQ/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_7015%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC32h7G3Zs1dtcJwpH1x9iv7sxmkYWNtbJXjlReGn63XShBfTrKWqpfek6ZjBIRYAsxofn2mzVUZh84idyXvoRqzYT2J266cMdgP0aKj3oN3YYiDvzLFd09PHz8Ji4jCOMvi8sDtPUqkFMfGbh7rIPg7TYfZZcxshaO850_sm4QmDaQjslWtEs9APhhE0/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7017.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC32h7G3Zs1dtcJwpH1x9iv7sxmkYWNtbJXjlReGn63XShBfTrKWqpfek6ZjBIRYAsxofn2mzVUZh84idyXvoRqzYT2J266cMdgP0aKj3oN3YYiDvzLFd09PHz8Ji4jCOMvi8sDtPUqkFMfGbh7rIPg7TYfZZcxshaO850_sm4QmDaQjslWtEs9APhhE0/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7017.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of Cowboy's old blankets as an area rug. I'm going to dig out some more of his old blankets to use in front of the sink.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidHPDD5DuC3LsD98twjbO2tEGixUw3xxlSluSEqK1pFD16fFJZA29foE3sFWXFQZUyuWUzrdx-YXM3T787btyYZPhnu8Si9XYjSnBBSwYZ1NTeYR_p4ynsUueBl_SUTcLrVVqXer54UUthIA24yeiQA0i65FqleZVtvUYLad6vzliLwZLGnEFTvHoApkA/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7020.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidHPDD5DuC3LsD98twjbO2tEGixUw3xxlSluSEqK1pFD16fFJZA29foE3sFWXFQZUyuWUzrdx-YXM3T787btyYZPhnu8Si9XYjSnBBSwYZ1NTeYR_p4ynsUueBl_SUTcLrVVqXer54UUthIA24yeiQA0i65FqleZVtvUYLad6vzliLwZLGnEFTvHoApkA/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_7020.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A photo looking out the large, round window, into the barn.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik7MIesjcJJcXa6HGAxCs9EznudiZ1h7BMb6su7wgX6534aN5gwGKzpYaPU2OhlERhDRvAu1DBOWiftnEqyO2_Hr4T3RIiMezEMcSdfYz4vFjHDk_WpHEkLSVNx_VKEXqRcyqGEnPIlCT4cBHuPdUcjusnF-rmK8Qs5J2_Q7n-REAvNSdwKd95lTCcFvY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7030.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik7MIesjcJJcXa6HGAxCs9EznudiZ1h7BMb6su7wgX6534aN5gwGKzpYaPU2OhlERhDRvAu1DBOWiftnEqyO2_Hr4T3RIiMezEMcSdfYz4vFjHDk_WpHEkLSVNx_VKEXqRcyqGEnPIlCT4cBHuPdUcjusnF-rmK8Qs5J2_Q7n-REAvNSdwKd95lTCcFvY/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_7030.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">There's not a lot more to do. I contacted the photographer who captured the photos with Cowboy and me, and I asked her for the originals again. She offered to have a canvas made and color match it for me. It will be here next week. She's a friend of the family, so it will be good to see her again when she delivers it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Also, my daughter-in-law is painting me a portrait of Cowboy in the snow. I'm looking very forward to that, too. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My husband has started the outside planter boxes--more on that soon.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Not much more for me to do other than just enjoy the sanctuary, Tuffy, company of loved ones, and the joy of visiting our horses in the snow.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-27531651758613873332024-01-11T10:11:00.000-08:002024-01-11T10:21:19.158-08:00Sanctum: A Sacred Place Where One Is Free From Intrusions<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpaYXNG96UN0Od7cfL4Kjx1DVb5Jbaq2MP9h9CDIjye8KFOBxh4doRnVCrbgPbrcXsLuMMcUE8wW3tp0OuvqwuxX61IqEkeVl4aNhUEvOYwvyDuaG2StZZFEhXgnfJYyB-KdYggJ7_aQbvsCMeMSyR624HNt1uFp8iWp3iqVicoJg8b9hDOlrkcP22wlw/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6668.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpaYXNG96UN0Od7cfL4Kjx1DVb5Jbaq2MP9h9CDIjye8KFOBxh4doRnVCrbgPbrcXsLuMMcUE8wW3tp0OuvqwuxX61IqEkeVl4aNhUEvOYwvyDuaG2StZZFEhXgnfJYyB-KdYggJ7_aQbvsCMeMSyR624HNt1uFp8iWp3iqVicoJg8b9hDOlrkcP22wlw/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_6668.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>Since we started the barn project, I hadn't had an opportunity to sit and enjoy the new space. It is still a bit under construction, and lacked any personal details to make me feel at home. </p><p>Yesterday, the coffee table arrived. It has its own story, so I will sidetrack for just a moment. I found a coffee table like this one at a shabby chic hotspot in our town, but they wanted $320, and it had quite a few scratches. The owner offered to take it down to $289, but that still seemed too expensive for a scratched up table. My husband and I spent the day looking elsewhere, but came up empty. So, I referred to a photo of the tag on the table, and it had listed the manufacturer. </p><p>A simple Google search fount the table online for $171, brand new, and free, fast shipping. It arrived yesterday, and I put it together, quite easily, in a few minutes. It has a solid wood top, wrought iron legs, and is heavy and sturdy. </p><p>After I put it together, I returned to the house to retrieve the two personal items I knew I wanted to add to the room: the poem I wrote about yesterday, <i>One Art,</i> by Elizabeth Bishop...</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjGI1c7z200cHJjBB8Fb8sDYEq1504ctmz3ICRO3ueQoO-WIlbuXeyVedqrXp4obn_EjZi_MC13rw45ZOPVOFBlDEMtbk3CQXGVFwW1hK0tqP_bCO2zH0zu3MgXAjLfT3Hh9ZkrWmWHQ8k-TMBBIzATVsWgbUaILnZoKilfDU3Lw9ewrwYCzeiqNr7A6o/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6654.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjGI1c7z200cHJjBB8Fb8sDYEq1504ctmz3ICRO3ueQoO-WIlbuXeyVedqrXp4obn_EjZi_MC13rw45ZOPVOFBlDEMtbk3CQXGVFwW1hK0tqP_bCO2zH0zu3MgXAjLfT3Hh9ZkrWmWHQ8k-TMBBIzATVsWgbUaILnZoKilfDU3Lw9ewrwYCzeiqNr7A6o/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6654.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">and the drawing my granddaughter made for me as a Christmas present this year.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWJLz2pjRsvS9XqiIofDs3-nXE4qCwnAnUPQ-JAL7ZdnbsK3jJCLjdxGK30xn_Ntpxce_cYSQc6QIlvOS-rTaTAtP0N9qFvkKsPLSUYdYhIyOH5j6JGS7BRWXxJT19ugtOSUvByordr2vFKzxts5GF8cmJvpQ3Ds5AlPh7MUIHYDN5rWxsQUOg9tX_oLA/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6663.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWJLz2pjRsvS9XqiIofDs3-nXE4qCwnAnUPQ-JAL7ZdnbsK3jJCLjdxGK30xn_Ntpxce_cYSQc6QIlvOS-rTaTAtP0N9qFvkKsPLSUYdYhIyOH5j6JGS7BRWXxJT19ugtOSUvByordr2vFKzxts5GF8cmJvpQ3Ds5AlPh7MUIHYDN5rWxsQUOg9tX_oLA/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_6663.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p>When my granddaughter's photo was placed on the mantle, I sank down into the loveseat, overwhelmed with emotion for that space. It struck me that I was in the inner sanctum of the great beautiful being of the spiritual <i>known</i>.</p><p>I say <i>known</i>, because the barn is where I have known the creator most truly. It is where Tuffy was born, 13 years ago. It is where Epona was born, and then returned from the vet, tired and alone, and lay in my lap as I stroked her body, her legs down to her little hooves, and cried. Yes, that exact spot is where we embraced her little life, or what was left of it. Cowboy's last months were spent here, too, just beyond that wall where the armoire stands. All the memories returned to me at once and this thought:</p><p><i>We built a room in another's house. </i></p><p>As I sat there, with Tuffy in my lap, a random song played, and it captured everything I was feeling--all the loss, heartache, wonder, fear, grace, gratitude, desperation, hope, happiness--all of it in one song. </p><p>It was <i>Belle</i>, played by Gautier Capucon. </p><p><i>Beautiful.</i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ZK_gjvBXXLo?si=eqweo8F-bax-Hq6M" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Yes, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">despite, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">even because of it all--</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">all--</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">it is <i>beautiful.</i></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-50804543490721973202024-01-10T09:10:00.000-08:002024-01-10T09:10:51.993-08:00The Art of Losing<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdw2qeRH1qOV__iXEyR8okJFs_Lj3tbrtedgYAwLifBPO5csLPLakWQG8UX7XKL2H9tb8ehC4lEZ5axazvRuVBi2J8LUs209Vg5q88L82rUYTjPFqeT0HvjHH6HELP3fR7rlLEAZoMbtDVjg3Vs971fjhbsqx3HikVzgkd_3Luit0zpa53FStk7DBaNOQ/s585/one%20art.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="573" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdw2qeRH1qOV__iXEyR8okJFs_Lj3tbrtedgYAwLifBPO5csLPLakWQG8UX7XKL2H9tb8ehC4lEZ5axazvRuVBi2J8LUs209Vg5q88L82rUYTjPFqeT0HvjHH6HELP3fR7rlLEAZoMbtDVjg3Vs971fjhbsqx3HikVzgkd_3Luit0zpa53FStk7DBaNOQ/w626-h640/one%20art.jpg" width="626" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last summer I was on a walk with my daughter, and we were processing her great loss, the loss of her person, the one she still loved. I can't say that I lost a person in the same way she did--still so deeply in love with them. Those are not the kind of relationships you usually see come to an abrupt, and I do mean <i>abrupt,</i> end. We were all in shock, because no one saw it coming. It will take a lifetime to process for us, many more lifetimes for her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But I was trying to cheer her up, (I'm not good at <i>cheering up</i>, that's for damn sure) and I remembered an old villanelle from my <i>Modern Poetry</i> days, called <i>One Art.</i> My memory was bad, and I thought it was called, <i>The Art of Losing</i>, but it's <i>One Art</i>, by Elizabeth Bishop. <i>(Would that poem cheer you up? I don't think it did her either.)</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I started to recite the bits and pieces I remembered, going on and on about <i>losing this and that</i>, and something about a<i> disaster.</i> It didn't so much speak to my daughter, but it was yelling, quite loudly, to me. Later, I looked it up, read it over and over, tried to memorize it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">More months passed, and I forgot about the poem. But then, a few days ago, remembered it again, on another walk, with my husband, trying to recite <i>One Art, </i>still messing it up, still renaming it <i>The Art of Losing</i>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, yeah, I made a decision to have that depressing little poem framed and hang it in my new room in the barn. It was the first personal item I decided upon, and it was decided from my heart, not my brain, but now, from this vantage, I see it is the theme since we broke ground on the barn. The perfect first item. Why? Because it's true, and it is begging to be acknowledged, even <i>accepted.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That is where I am at with the barn project: What do I bring into this sacred (yes, the barn is sacred to me) space to express this point in my life?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p><p><br /></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-22653921324319035282024-01-08T14:22:00.000-08:002024-01-08T14:22:38.744-08:00Updates On the Barn Project<p>The structure of the barn project is finished, but the finishing touches are still in the works. The stain we used was an opaque one called "Bay Blue" from Lowes. It came the closest to what I was looking for, and it has a great deal of variation, depending on the light. I appreciate that complexity in the color. It's fun. Almost like a different room every time you walk in. </p><p>Here it is with moderate light on a cloudy afternoon. (Today)</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZuwHVHD9K3DCVGn_-yayL3azr2WyEakobQ_nNsYzZX7byZINV01kmER6ez52sd5m5ycPDDULQhKDMyP3kI5JTzVx-D3z9DaO4LmkiNcWofE_SIK7Q3Cim-z79TgD2ydsX9b0qEREL8E20a3nkVRKWduZk6zsFPU7BVpEiFQ4Ynp-UgOv72tdVTxN3T9E/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6532.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZuwHVHD9K3DCVGn_-yayL3azr2WyEakobQ_nNsYzZX7byZINV01kmER6ez52sd5m5ycPDDULQhKDMyP3kI5JTzVx-D3z9DaO4LmkiNcWofE_SIK7Q3Cim-z79TgD2ydsX9b0qEREL8E20a3nkVRKWduZk6zsFPU7BVpEiFQ4Ynp-UgOv72tdVTxN3T9E/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6532.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><p>I'm sharing a wider view below because to the left of the photo, against, the wall, there will be an electric fireplace with white mantle. In the center of the chairs, there will be a round, wooden coffee table with wrought iron legs. Both are on the way.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirO9TKY0sxSwc6lnZaYAc-bQCUwyz2E3XXIUhcjDKAyNiXTttYwGKzuWL82bmpuzu45-WxEoUp-4A7cUbPjhRtQFRo9UdLhOLoFRrIQF58nvKD562h16MVw30ebe4LSAv4onnhwrazxRXoZ6gzshxJyi_Lt6z336mcU0OzSSyj0I5Rp0sfXDzCi9Wxsts/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirO9TKY0sxSwc6lnZaYAc-bQCUwyz2E3XXIUhcjDKAyNiXTttYwGKzuWL82bmpuzu45-WxEoUp-4A7cUbPjhRtQFRo9UdLhOLoFRrIQF58nvKD562h16MVw30ebe4LSAv4onnhwrazxRXoZ6gzshxJyi_Lt6z336mcU0OzSSyj0I5Rp0sfXDzCi9Wxsts/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_6528.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The next photo was taken yesterday, at a different time of day, and you can see the color changing.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcvQ1hrthgqKjzEbhEGbZpEWS4xagWnsfHbvIn2U8NauZ-BXtjfWId7IbDa79SQ3vVxaTevasgYDtNARmT1mq_Hz_fPQW9U9tpwCRrpRmBhKSsYD7oCraaCFqtiZxM-F772VXE1AJ2bJf3mXExsmF-59MQqtwE2eTrjaQ2IHbS8dRLC1q-NqKoyYWrLaQ/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcvQ1hrthgqKjzEbhEGbZpEWS4xagWnsfHbvIn2U8NauZ-BXtjfWId7IbDa79SQ3vVxaTevasgYDtNARmT1mq_Hz_fPQW9U9tpwCRrpRmBhKSsYD7oCraaCFqtiZxM-F772VXE1AJ2bJf3mXExsmF-59MQqtwE2eTrjaQ2IHbS8dRLC1q-NqKoyYWrLaQ/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6470.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here it is another day, before I moved the loveseat. You can also see the large round window that looks into the barn. It's really hard to capture the entire room from any one perspective, but this is pretty close.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfzEDEugaU4jW2jGcnRGPekC3Ll3qX26KfqqtJtsCJLcCiWB_OGGsamPaVyX_Xwzn4iPRCqPAZBeUjLNec_nPZQMy64m2xgbYg6vxksSpeYnFzs0NFF-YfaUKmdJRy-QOAE8-Mqydpfx98q1ruyPHV1pPNV09uBbYlCsyWJhKBqwBGOTcpblenU0UsuXo/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfzEDEugaU4jW2jGcnRGPekC3Ll3qX26KfqqtJtsCJLcCiWB_OGGsamPaVyX_Xwzn4iPRCqPAZBeUjLNec_nPZQMy64m2xgbYg6vxksSpeYnFzs0NFF-YfaUKmdJRy-QOAE8-Mqydpfx98q1ruyPHV1pPNV09uBbYlCsyWJhKBqwBGOTcpblenU0UsuXo/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_6371.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here it is on yet another day, and you can see the view of breezeway and stalls.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiXN4hckMPFBDFpTRdIsaIUbIQbl1hEK8hcJn0iHSw-pe3yK4KT9m0JloGJukUfd8DjQBekXPQuUF1xTKC1uJwcQNNYVkB-yincKFdq7LbtZmhnl0gn3V45-Rlan4VGOBPe2xUbORrAMUV01pGKqIR6rNxTRWom8ss9iDp0akA-SLnjwo_8K7rItMgD24/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiXN4hckMPFBDFpTRdIsaIUbIQbl1hEK8hcJn0iHSw-pe3yK4KT9m0JloGJukUfd8DjQBekXPQuUF1xTKC1uJwcQNNYVkB-yincKFdq7LbtZmhnl0gn3V45-Rlan4VGOBPe2xUbORrAMUV01pGKqIR6rNxTRWom8ss9iDp0akA-SLnjwo_8K7rItMgD24/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_5996.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Look at how blue it was this day.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLGuoUk9b4Or-XsGlo4GCip5ESgo3Qc_QS_lIztSyxUNqkLWllCbKCr6-3szYjOCr0yIqdjTlZyS42zJi84YLwDu6QAswqzTzSuLOb4MQfAX66ii6NEqOmKYaTnuwYzu_CXHYtG13iq6_qkLQ5ZpPliFIhrWZDTOsHCgeXcMGYY1RFVgajGLXptr67EXQ/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLGuoUk9b4Or-XsGlo4GCip5ESgo3Qc_QS_lIztSyxUNqkLWllCbKCr6-3szYjOCr0yIqdjTlZyS42zJi84YLwDu6QAswqzTzSuLOb4MQfAX66ii6NEqOmKYaTnuwYzu_CXHYtG13iq6_qkLQ5ZpPliFIhrWZDTOsHCgeXcMGYY1RFVgajGLXptr67EXQ/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_5655.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div> grandson photo bomb.<p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6FcXemw1OIkU8xYUakr9pVk5aZDHSdUgQQsCH1g83Tupt9t-5ktZi9DCw-t9PNY8yz3k8X__pL4ab0KEUTZUOdxV5X8v5Yoesb-e2CDR_Bj_2ISgSnwW_X5LCNjXpbNFNs5OaijwP-wgfqmpx4tVE2tJlIY2fvKCkZ7B8aduG0o6MHsKxDn-hM-1houg/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6FcXemw1OIkU8xYUakr9pVk5aZDHSdUgQQsCH1g83Tupt9t-5ktZi9DCw-t9PNY8yz3k8X__pL4ab0KEUTZUOdxV5X8v5Yoesb-e2CDR_Bj_2ISgSnwW_X5LCNjXpbNFNs5OaijwP-wgfqmpx4tVE2tJlIY2fvKCkZ7B8aduG0o6MHsKxDn-hM-1houg/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_5652.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The fun leaded glass windows we found.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv3yIkc2Klxto2nu4KvdPtS6dSb6wqIWZVGe0qn10DbzpB_1ozlyJGn5UTglm4thztVCcZLE-gWHIMVSkJUpn_L5IybKVY5Ok_J87mWK9HP7ttupFlFKPDHLc8gG_HHPHBDnkWSVH2aFT0sRMNejzKdbD9oyxsQgHPtrp-DS_trpN5_8yVSCI2OsQY0fk/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5651.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv3yIkc2Klxto2nu4KvdPtS6dSb6wqIWZVGe0qn10DbzpB_1ozlyJGn5UTglm4thztVCcZLE-gWHIMVSkJUpn_L5IybKVY5Ok_J87mWK9HP7ttupFlFKPDHLc8gG_HHPHBDnkWSVH2aFT0sRMNejzKdbD9oyxsQgHPtrp-DS_trpN5_8yVSCI2OsQY0fk/w640-h480/thumbnail_IMG_5651.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The sink cabinet was really throwing me off, and I wrote a post about it. There were so many possibilities. However, as I looked at the rustic metal roofing we used, taken from an old barn in Coeur D'Alene, Idaho, and saw the leftover pieces we had, it struck me that we should build our own and use that metal. The sink will be placed on the wall below where the plumbing is coming out of the wall.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbRrzU2d8PxaxA5gMVdErmXedKxUqEEYWcwi5kcKw44tew3NpG0PoUbMmiYu39e64ROXDZdOrtjv5yK0srz6VHxQqkLLFv3eVeSYg9hJ-ag7z3EpghGuo3ol9oQ-ipBv5gbki7VEQjY3w3sKn2eGzIPQlP_ichmf58JJmz_0EOmj7jbCvOf8NM2nTeDIE/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbRrzU2d8PxaxA5gMVdErmXedKxUqEEYWcwi5kcKw44tew3NpG0PoUbMmiYu39e64ROXDZdOrtjv5yK0srz6VHxQqkLLFv3eVeSYg9hJ-ag7z3EpghGuo3ol9oQ-ipBv5gbki7VEQjY3w3sKn2eGzIPQlP_ichmf58JJmz_0EOmj7jbCvOf8NM2nTeDIE/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_6401.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNvUWbPGrodCT-Cj494RcUhe6HZ0CoZczAMKkI-olqs3qjwWAoxneele1qEE_Ob1jKjbcv-qgIs57uNf2KwwL28tQUH8lCRWBoCSGMZIwMTNvNnQAruY6STmj4DwF6eKLVKZIWtioqEgdH9qtg3WDOkxCV6uX9x2hi9GGsF1T_WqXd4WI2k01mP-TT8k/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNvUWbPGrodCT-Cj494RcUhe6HZ0CoZczAMKkI-olqs3qjwWAoxneele1qEE_Ob1jKjbcv-qgIs57uNf2KwwL28tQUH8lCRWBoCSGMZIwMTNvNnQAruY6STmj4DwF6eKLVKZIWtioqEgdH9qtg3WDOkxCV6uX9x2hi9GGsF1T_WqXd4WI2k01mP-TT8k/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_6402.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I drew up some plans for my husband. Haha! Poor guy. But he got the picture enough to accompany me to Home Depot and help me buy the parts necessary for him to make it come to life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Obviously, I am not an engineer or an architect.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFt_Qtix-xlbjBJ1Bn8YDE3MKuJy_RaRlw1AXd0xVWutP4fzNCPV-OWXiYm7P0f30CkD6TzgYFC7BsVh1u8AATST5oat1nBGTx9cb3LPOSa3bnpMYL8nhYdVG-rhbCDIxDuiB8lBFV-eHOyjB52ZUfuCFJZgEo2wUYXY-HLLHW8cyp7tWinY3Zu3flyyI/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFt_Qtix-xlbjBJ1Bn8YDE3MKuJy_RaRlw1AXd0xVWutP4fzNCPV-OWXiYm7P0f30CkD6TzgYFC7BsVh1u8AATST5oat1nBGTx9cb3LPOSa3bnpMYL8nhYdVG-rhbCDIxDuiB8lBFV-eHOyjB52ZUfuCFJZgEo2wUYXY-HLLHW8cyp7tWinY3Zu3flyyI/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6449.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here's where it's at so far.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZ36rFsvs3_2iEtceCRgyApA3HcDYZiyFHCBh9HY2gG6wCV9T8oss_461-NRPFdW1RCh1mp3Z0wlPC6hsPlX2pmEmp1lJmT1Lf2CNiaROWK5e7_6CLOpNS83RtaS_h17Y3QyALyoAs8f1QDF4aN0wqA8bQe8fC8wIfqXbRiHmdH8qF0kjQn5_T0x3r58/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZ36rFsvs3_2iEtceCRgyApA3HcDYZiyFHCBh9HY2gG6wCV9T8oss_461-NRPFdW1RCh1mp3Z0wlPC6hsPlX2pmEmp1lJmT1Lf2CNiaROWK5e7_6CLOpNS83RtaS_h17Y3QyALyoAs8f1QDF4aN0wqA8bQe8fC8wIfqXbRiHmdH8qF0kjQn5_T0x3r58/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7StplzX_67HscBnihmORPDFjeP7GlyUgepXxNg2tPLsIMyoZvNSlvo3TNOKCCxSS0bhm0jkzlh_sFaOZgkr_DPNJoh5rheRXHzQmLn79TcX2shvHuFa1QAAKRrq7hFLhEx0iLAMutTspZOE8wQCjY3CzwiegavtGm9IM6bxW9UklfsepmrfjYmabEks/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7StplzX_67HscBnihmORPDFjeP7GlyUgepXxNg2tPLsIMyoZvNSlvo3TNOKCCxSS0bhm0jkzlh_sFaOZgkr_DPNJoh5rheRXHzQmLn79TcX2shvHuFa1QAAKRrq7hFLhEx0iLAMutTspZOE8wQCjY3CzwiegavtGm9IM6bxW9UklfsepmrfjYmabEks/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6553.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZ36rFsvs3_2iEtceCRgyApA3HcDYZiyFHCBh9HY2gG6wCV9T8oss_461-NRPFdW1RCh1mp3Z0wlPC6hsPlX2pmEmp1lJmT1Lf2CNiaROWK5e7_6CLOpNS83RtaS_h17Y3QyALyoAs8f1QDF4aN0wqA8bQe8fC8wIfqXbRiHmdH8qF0kjQn5_T0x3r58/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6549.jpg" width="480" /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO47i8swudcSg2fgOkK_1B5iNAwQ4JzpqpflS97L8wbG9TUIqxThzE6912D0_7_BtEXjr3UFyo84_sSBeJn6PG6RdyZHV0NjJ_dHpdx3jla5VaoOYGQhQjotoOtvg-etmjsNeujOOj4tuWvb9DZs-5fVxQMvO_aL-WxhxCTpXT7O2paVEx0CbuDLcp6a4/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6551.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO47i8swudcSg2fgOkK_1B5iNAwQ4JzpqpflS97L8wbG9TUIqxThzE6912D0_7_BtEXjr3UFyo84_sSBeJn6PG6RdyZHV0NjJ_dHpdx3jla5VaoOYGQhQjotoOtvg-etmjsNeujOOj4tuWvb9DZs-5fVxQMvO_aL-WxhxCTpXT7O2paVEx0CbuDLcp6a4/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_6551.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />The top is a butcher block style counter top they sell at Home Depot, and is acacia wood. We're going to sand it down and stain it some version of the mixed redwood/walnut, then seal it. My husband is going to cut a portion out for the sink on the right. He's also going to cut off 3" on each side to give it an equal lip all the way around. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here are some of the parts that will be installed when it's done. A white, cast iron sink by Kohler, a black, wrought iron look faucet, also by Kohler, and a small hot water tank.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSPYQneXbHeH9AZxrMmIUOylClJzFNqdRb_-OeQ0u8MOhIGQFOHqwqOksy28d6OE93PeR8oMH9gBuN59_iAvHujNLqUdDJh8h4cxUrUwVZ_8rmpvzquEne91SbPm2_IiCe9-IUlfhdVuCq9IWoO9odmuUOrtgcCs6kp8PWUszex9S1fDs3jgoyNNJgxnA/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6472.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSPYQneXbHeH9AZxrMmIUOylClJzFNqdRb_-OeQ0u8MOhIGQFOHqwqOksy28d6OE93PeR8oMH9gBuN59_iAvHujNLqUdDJh8h4cxUrUwVZ_8rmpvzquEne91SbPm2_IiCe9-IUlfhdVuCq9IWoO9odmuUOrtgcCs6kp8PWUszex9S1fDs3jgoyNNJgxnA/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_6472.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The cat modeling my old table is Tuffy. He was born in the barn almost 13 years ago, and he is loving the new room. My husband built him his own door to go in and out, but he prefers to stay in. Unfortunately, he isn't one to use the kitty litter box much. We will have to figure out how to train him better, if that's possible at his age.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here's another photo of the cabinet, in an earlier stage. My husband used the leftover blue pine as the bottom shelf.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_XFQOYNfcAgWdhq7QOKDolgEBNu_4H65j7GNiv3o4B0oSK46THEM73v-WTPlIK8p5MNrTFuaqLMAwaAo2xfUHkLHa_wfcOe6X9cbkkg1WBu5Ut1xOBhrL5914s74rrcnVcVwNgAs5Zgm40V7Lle1vm009XaYX7K-ezEfOcBq-2NJ0nQms27IboxWsWc/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6495.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="362" data-original-width="640" height="362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH_XFQOYNfcAgWdhq7QOKDolgEBNu_4H65j7GNiv3o4B0oSK46THEM73v-WTPlIK8p5MNrTFuaqLMAwaAo2xfUHkLHa_wfcOe6X9cbkkg1WBu5Ut1xOBhrL5914s74rrcnVcVwNgAs5Zgm40V7Lle1vm009XaYX7K-ezEfOcBq-2NJ0nQms27IboxWsWc/w640-h362/thumbnail_IMG_6495.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here he is cutting the metal panels.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPtIdnaix5xbbfyr5FdSwlovm-voYB3nbe5uJUPyoKahcjJ9nYEK4bEoNM4HFgumFXjvtT4cSYkSfc53E7cUSW0E4rC_yoyJiDWZBu9RREQGrQVUYWkWEthpN8JFyHbbvatNlcSzLrqlMaAaDq5BphFRFqrotyBJutQVdlTh7HLkrHvMrnhJ3QO21RUOE/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPtIdnaix5xbbfyr5FdSwlovm-voYB3nbe5uJUPyoKahcjJ9nYEK4bEoNM4HFgumFXjvtT4cSYkSfc53E7cUSW0E4rC_yoyJiDWZBu9RREQGrQVUYWkWEthpN8JFyHbbvatNlcSzLrqlMaAaDq5BphFRFqrotyBJutQVdlTh7HLkrHvMrnhJ3QO21RUOE/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6536.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, we are not ready for our final "reveal," but this gives you a good idea of where we're going. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I have to admit, I will be very happy when my barn is no longer a construction project, but considering everything we've been through in the last few months, it is a miracle we've gotten this far. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Speaking of miracles...I had my husband drive me back to my wishing fountain, aka the Rotary Fountain in Riverfront Park. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhor2g2ZFTg6I9FcEXzBBav_dKp_hTZYZ0pdCWMgoifuE8997y08ONB75rUD5rpuBkETyrCzbSRLNfk4ZD8irCUWHblzbU6haoLcab2ISSWJ70Ue4atD6cSC15OBkCfypJlEuoPGdvZJoJqLcnHYXXKCJr2h9YVDO6mOnGCGhOQlaffRILuCGtztLmipGg/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhor2g2ZFTg6I9FcEXzBBav_dKp_hTZYZ0pdCWMgoifuE8997y08ONB75rUD5rpuBkETyrCzbSRLNfk4ZD8irCUWHblzbU6haoLcab2ISSWJ70Ue4atD6cSC15OBkCfypJlEuoPGdvZJoJqLcnHYXXKCJr2h9YVDO6mOnGCGhOQlaffRILuCGtztLmipGg/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_6362.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It almost looks like a portal to the universe, doesn't it? </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnLZP8W2DJHvkjmpwz85P2ru_5RQ5UcurkIbyGoy3vV6tnC2KT6RTogTGB-NhQmDSokJ_C3wkex-qXyftMf9_xwf7T8k9DlYEyrTwtSVZmC9o7lScIdt2TK8b5fRTy6hZ1MgiQkAKP0AN3Z936KZ0Y1fqjpfu0xZRS3VYu169fMROHZy0S41VLKX-mJj8/s640/thumbnail_IMG_6364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="464" data-original-width="640" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnLZP8W2DJHvkjmpwz85P2ru_5RQ5UcurkIbyGoy3vV6tnC2KT6RTogTGB-NhQmDSokJ_C3wkex-qXyftMf9_xwf7T8k9DlYEyrTwtSVZmC9o7lScIdt2TK8b5fRTy6hZ1MgiQkAKP0AN3Z936KZ0Y1fqjpfu0xZRS3VYu169fMROHZy0S41VLKX-mJj8/w640-h464/thumbnail_IMG_6364.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Well, as we pulled up one evening, I looked around my car to see if there was anything we could leave there as a marker of the wish, and I found exactly two pennies in the center consul. Two shiny pennies, one for me, and one for my husband. We took turns going to the center and sending up a wish & a prayer.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-28857294899878651622024-01-03T15:01:00.000-08:002024-01-03T15:06:33.779-08:00Acceptance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsU0_ybG7jQGqxjDZ-uFpqUsDgiqmRuT4f61izRIY-i-1fKnarNSK1OOTTE6M3Td5lHk7vAzzDPkl6dchhvVuRqmRtXykkXYQFl69VfRJeeYeK6rCDbXbxtl251lRKtMJB_zHYPBXHQDMz9HftVUvteDCSMXqyui7lilaj1szcFm9xhZYxIzby_0MUFiA/s640/IMG_6310.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="576" data-original-width="640" height="576" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsU0_ybG7jQGqxjDZ-uFpqUsDgiqmRuT4f61izRIY-i-1fKnarNSK1OOTTE6M3Td5lHk7vAzzDPkl6dchhvVuRqmRtXykkXYQFl69VfRJeeYeK6rCDbXbxtl251lRKtMJB_zHYPBXHQDMz9HftVUvteDCSMXqyui7lilaj1szcFm9xhZYxIzby_0MUFiA/w640-h576/IMG_6310.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><p>Happy New Year, everyone. Welcome 2024. (So far, it hasn't been much different than 2023.)</p><p>I have been enjoying all of your blogs, but having a very hard time commenting on them since I updated the app on my phone. It absolutely does not allow me to comment from any of the phone browsers. Very strange since it does allow me to sign-in, but then it acts like I'm not signed in when I comment. I have to go to a computer somewhere in the house to do so at all. Please forgive the delay from reading your posts to commenting upon them. I will keep trying to figure it out. It keeps telling me to check my browser settings, but in every browser. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1K4olXBwgkz4BDCEBjOKEYZjXaDqxOQ0kPQIarAnFbhATkIz74m9tr8bRCBHVPP0SKuYlkSjRUjupTMF8nuwJpCsbo5J-ZjZKcxWTMsmL8s0o69Z4GGsa06HaS6RzGszdA69PPtraYcHROd2lGDSeL-QU3VL9d4UjrN-nPGBEyv0Qr8Uj4_NHw8gL19w/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5861.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1K4olXBwgkz4BDCEBjOKEYZjXaDqxOQ0kPQIarAnFbhATkIz74m9tr8bRCBHVPP0SKuYlkSjRUjupTMF8nuwJpCsbo5J-ZjZKcxWTMsmL8s0o69Z4GGsa06HaS6RzGszdA69PPtraYcHROd2lGDSeL-QU3VL9d4UjrN-nPGBEyv0Qr8Uj4_NHw8gL19w/w480-h640/thumbnail_IMG_5861.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(photo I took of the clock tower in downtown Spokane.)</div><p>Reading Aurora's post at<a href="http://equineexpressions.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"> Equine Expressions</a> and Shirley's at <a href="http://rideagoodhorse.blogspot.com/2024/01/2024.html" target="_blank">Ride a Good Hors</a>e, the idea of a guiding word for 2024 came up. I liked both of theirs Release and Patience.</p><p>It got me thinking about my own word, and the one that resonated with me most, which is an awful lot like release, but not exactly the same, is Acceptance.</p><p>I had to make a hard decision yesterday, January 2nd. It was one that I have been considering and working through since about a year and a half ago or so, trying to find ways around it, or to change it, but nothing worked and the decision, or some decision, had to be made. That is all I will say for now, but it did lead me to that word--<i>Acceptance.</i></p><p>I was talking to my mom about it this morning and how Truman and Oppenheimer had that famous conversation about the Atomic Bomb--Oppenheimer feeling guilty and responsible for developing it, but Truman telling him that it was his decision to drop it. <i>The buck stops here.</i></p><p>It reminded my mom of what her mom, my grandmother, used to always tell her whenever she struggled with a decision--<i>make your decision and live with it.</i></p><p>Make your decision and live with it. Hmmm. I tend to think about decisions, put them off, think some more about them, perhaps act, then wonder if it was the right decision forever. That is <i>lead to an early death</i> type of thinking.</p><p>Acceptance: <i>make your decision and then live with it.</i></p><p>It's kind of like release, because you are releasing the worrying, ruminating, and stress and moving more toward a thoughtfulness and action approach.</p><p>If we did everything we could do, the best we knew how to do it at the time, knowing none of us have a crystal ball, or are perfect, but trying our very, very best at each juncture--what more is there to do?</p><p>The other side, of course, is what others do to us that's out of our control. I'm not sure which is harder to accept, but the same response is required. How do I react? What did I learn? How do I proceed now?</p><p>In 2023, and now the start of 2024, there was plenty for me to accept, and the universe does not seem ready, yet, to let me escape the hard choices.</p><p>----</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXXtkhiFOsI7QsKtxGrPVVkYOZMx68FrzEw7L20BhVzdeyLOhmTlr34vTm7JYGbQ106Zl50o3glp6flYX2NVlHvG7RsLXIpf0Om2u51CGJc9hUSvOj4GT2gjHXKbTOB7LWaUMYkBRCWuL3eyyCV4sjjHd2xm2yj1z9Dy4Wtu9QduyFXTGzk22EYaaYHyo/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5858.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXXtkhiFOsI7QsKtxGrPVVkYOZMx68FrzEw7L20BhVzdeyLOhmTlr34vTm7JYGbQ106Zl50o3glp6flYX2NVlHvG7RsLXIpf0Om2u51CGJc9hUSvOj4GT2gjHXKbTOB7LWaUMYkBRCWuL3eyyCV4sjjHd2xm2yj1z9Dy4Wtu9QduyFXTGzk22EYaaYHyo/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_5858.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(The fountain in downtown Spokane. Stand in the center and make a wish!)</div><p>I am a big fan of New Year's Resolutions. My brother and I started a family tradition 25 years ago of putting them in a box on New Year's Eve or New Year's Day, then reading them the next year. We used to even have a family trophy which was passed off to the winner each year. It brings laughs, love, tears, and lots of applause when they are read out loud and we celebrate each other's accomplishments. </p><p>One year, my husband wrote: <i>Love Linda like she's never been loved before</i>, and he has never lived that one down. The next year, when they asked me if he'd accomplished it, (this was many years ago when we were basically still newlyweds) I said absolutely yes! They all laughed and clapped and then teased him mercilessly every year to follow. The reason that one stands out it is because my sister gave us all a video of that Christmas and New Years Eve this year as a Christmas present and that whole scene was recorded on it--the mushy love note, the hilarious jokes that followed--all there. It was sweet and had us in tears.</p><p>This year's resolutions were well met by us--one of them having been, FINALLY finishing our barn! Woot! Woot! (Photos coming soon)</p><p>For 2024 I put in <i>walk/hike 100 days</i> and <i>work with my horses 100 days</i>. Seems simple to accomplish, but when you have so many responsibilities pulling you this and that way, it becomes tough to follow through. We have two trips planned to Sedona and one to Houston, so I do see a lot of hiking in my future. And, the weather couldn't be better for getting that 100 days in with the horses. I have a granddaughter horse camp scheduled here for March. Yay!</p><p>One last thought: there is so much that is out of our control in life, and so many hard decisions to make, also somewhat out of our control--it can overwhelm. But it also creates that much more need and desperate necessity to enjoy the beautiful bits and pieces of our lives.</p><p>Happy New Year, friends.</p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-31063947562201358702023-12-11T11:35:00.000-08:002023-12-11T11:56:09.138-08:00The Healing Road<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_RARS3uOEIcgVLGqJ1yytGHqFTtz7MILL5_Z2OlpNUJVrx6WZ436FeGTvSGhTbTQEzrPV6g2oqZEk3bLJ1-RDLYZjAVBq8DEEXN_Dd2iufhDsK6elICJAC1iP-5rPXKDwkGKzNDYrZq7EP09cU-Ws4kG3PjlMk3DKXqRaWwWVa5_SpQOZnq7OuirtJsA/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5165.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="498" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_RARS3uOEIcgVLGqJ1yytGHqFTtz7MILL5_Z2OlpNUJVrx6WZ436FeGTvSGhTbTQEzrPV6g2oqZEk3bLJ1-RDLYZjAVBq8DEEXN_Dd2iufhDsK6elICJAC1iP-5rPXKDwkGKzNDYrZq7EP09cU-Ws4kG3PjlMk3DKXqRaWwWVa5_SpQOZnq7OuirtJsA/w498-h640/thumbnail_IMG_5165.jpg" width="498" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"What do we do when our hearts hurt?" asked the boy</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>"We wrap them with friendship, shared tears and time, till they wake hopeful and happy again."</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>The Boy, the Mole, the Fox, and the Horse</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I found this photo of Cowboy as I was putting together photos of Little Joe for a memory album I'm making for my granddaughter. I took it just days before losing him, while I was out at the barn cleaning stalls. I miss that intensity we had and how he was always there watching me. It gave me this sense of never being alone.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGrZmLFvWU1Tc9m6aJfFwH7DPts3BSv6cIliQk7yjyL7rOIzctqiEwt4RowqLmUIkiV3pMCCF0MVMOIBfHOuJ0y1Nbo_7tm6Tjxcox4XwqnRDbTy6d2QAhU7C4k7sBvyGFTpBLYoqZ5Z-CGBS66anUXC2eZYy-NtIrcSPFcyi1-xqcPZMi_3fuDgTanAU/s1240/thumbnail_IMG_5217.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="653" data-original-width="1240" height="338" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGrZmLFvWU1Tc9m6aJfFwH7DPts3BSv6cIliQk7yjyL7rOIzctqiEwt4RowqLmUIkiV3pMCCF0MVMOIBfHOuJ0y1Nbo_7tm6Tjxcox4XwqnRDbTy6d2QAhU7C4k7sBvyGFTpBLYoqZ5Z-CGBS66anUXC2eZYy-NtIrcSPFcyi1-xqcPZMi_3fuDgTanAU/w640-h338/thumbnail_IMG_5217.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My cowgirl friends had our annual Christmas party this year. It was our 16th gathering.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGTNOb-ddOyVGcAxQBtt-SLLJ_SaC40uYMxLTW_bUrPpqeRb1udR1d7OMWU_r8QXwJG4yNV1qIk4mEq3l6WkFMKLBYXarcAjS7WIOScZqaSoQlbzLngVX0BqtwUvFK1GOqmNz5-TKvEyOchO31AKRUJr6Mx-rYh8BIIMbSmTveaYCXZAUNgzYsgX1vrzg/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5017.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGTNOb-ddOyVGcAxQBtt-SLLJ_SaC40uYMxLTW_bUrPpqeRb1udR1d7OMWU_r8QXwJG4yNV1qIk4mEq3l6WkFMKLBYXarcAjS7WIOScZqaSoQlbzLngVX0BqtwUvFK1GOqmNz5-TKvEyOchO31AKRUJr6Mx-rYh8BIIMbSmTveaYCXZAUNgzYsgX1vrzg/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_5017.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXxzuqf-lvT-tem8SiWVBT5jI7PGBtfNunuVB5cjsaJA3i7i4pi7GYZDZdTtPZc8c0aSKjECEkj3aeECXaIFX4Jw3-CL6fJfVtU9ScpzJ0pUzHLn1_dma1IcLALAyawwZ5u0vc_hKFxITkiSRdXd1QG5T9QuqOMstzfAwFGMLMjiS8eW5f17zYWdIS57E/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5019.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Instructions for living a life:</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Pay attention.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Be astonished.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Tell about it.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Mary Oliver, "Sometimes"</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">I want to tell you about something that astonishes me: how deeply horses love.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">When I walk out to the pasture to find comfort from my friends, they are so happy to give it. They walk right up and put their noses in my face. There's this fierce willingness to be together, and it is tempered with this great gentle quiet. There's nothing that compares to the bond of the herd.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu8SswZrOZrmJngZTpm9EtVGBLyHLyj8t9yO-woDw-SJWZP-fHCnzoJjlg7d72iPOq-cCpRSZSgZXKa18Wh5tdSjKndIB1s81kYO5MNqHq_dn3RqO22D-0RxPpVEEtZUyRUoTKWDAxyxUxBRLhYPObEkfmKQalYdDyqUff0K_StOCyKMtAPONPQKnj6jY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5261%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="372" data-original-width="640" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu8SswZrOZrmJngZTpm9EtVGBLyHLyj8t9yO-woDw-SJWZP-fHCnzoJjlg7d72iPOq-cCpRSZSgZXKa18Wh5tdSjKndIB1s81kYO5MNqHq_dn3RqO22D-0RxPpVEEtZUyRUoTKWDAxyxUxBRLhYPObEkfmKQalYdDyqUff0K_StOCyKMtAPONPQKnj6jY/w640-h372/thumbnail_IMG_5261%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ZfeSZqOKI7dqk4qc-5ujJuAA93-t1nrijuvtb1jgvl22cHnsX3wcpVt1x5XexD7UE86Egg_y0pJjrMlQXEeZAXz3fF6aNvXp0aJ8TGpJfdG1w39wUBDeP3_H6we011edSWV4JRX7AAQZdlnyTB6vDt0BTm_Q-z0XT7PUfIY4RCJd9Taby1WhbXvdabc/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5262%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="374" data-original-width="640" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ZfeSZqOKI7dqk4qc-5ujJuAA93-t1nrijuvtb1jgvl22cHnsX3wcpVt1x5XexD7UE86Egg_y0pJjrMlQXEeZAXz3fF6aNvXp0aJ8TGpJfdG1w39wUBDeP3_H6we011edSWV4JRX7AAQZdlnyTB6vDt0BTm_Q-z0XT7PUfIY4RCJd9Taby1WhbXvdabc/w640-h374/thumbnail_IMG_5262%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv3GzZVNeLdHa6Sp4SQN2gCqaaIvHsnlKmM22Gg9PVv9SI2PsYPcxRbqWiUdrE9ruSS6yreCIeduPb6-flz_xnhVbw0c2x2rLZARh0EvpK3s4WqD4xtvfwaIRe_5EbvGWQ4TYBuQR-xX9fQa51QnSyM-yKuSo6o96lDQCpCVsrYSIrhzp3MSil_9owHaY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5263%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="369" data-original-width="640" height="370" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv3GzZVNeLdHa6Sp4SQN2gCqaaIvHsnlKmM22Gg9PVv9SI2PsYPcxRbqWiUdrE9ruSS6yreCIeduPb6-flz_xnhVbw0c2x2rLZARh0EvpK3s4WqD4xtvfwaIRe_5EbvGWQ4TYBuQR-xX9fQa51QnSyM-yKuSo6o96lDQCpCVsrYSIrhzp3MSil_9owHaY/w640-h370/thumbnail_IMG_5263%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAHOSxrv9cWIPP3egn4mq4jQr28LrvFkJA0sewWtvvOEbreaVtLhxwNyEaZsg3zJ0svzzW_XBCCWfCtsHat5_pd4Q9n5LUP-waMaLYM0MAyQQmEeTymxJBE3BO_kxm6USFUL8f95rHPtO6b8ZGSblcTUQu7GaknAwse-Qb5h6SXLjG-CPFUUv21Mnn2io/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5264%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="318" data-original-width="640" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAHOSxrv9cWIPP3egn4mq4jQr28LrvFkJA0sewWtvvOEbreaVtLhxwNyEaZsg3zJ0svzzW_XBCCWfCtsHat5_pd4Q9n5LUP-waMaLYM0MAyQQmEeTymxJBE3BO_kxm6USFUL8f95rHPtO6b8ZGSblcTUQu7GaknAwse-Qb5h6SXLjG-CPFUUv21Mnn2io/w640-h318/thumbnail_IMG_5264%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Foxy is special. There is something transcendent in her. She is extremely kind-hearted, warm, and wise. I see why Tumbleweed loves her so deeply. I would, too. All the horses in the herd love Foxy. When she comes up to me, her spirit is strong and I sense being in the presence of something unearthly, unworldly. She is a powerful healer of hearts. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_jGx_xl53JSaNFmB6mE9aYfpeSS6B-5roo5xOmph87N3Lv8hvGR3kC6s4rckd-FW0iZjX-s6HUukpzF9ibAZQE8AKCMT_s9x9pRdf2F6rAWr7akgrp23rKyviOCKQcXII3ShXdKwele6SobFlkErB3t0G24OeeMaoSVSt-DkhUkVyky5ecy8BcYAS68/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5265%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="640" height="396" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_jGx_xl53JSaNFmB6mE9aYfpeSS6B-5roo5xOmph87N3Lv8hvGR3kC6s4rckd-FW0iZjX-s6HUukpzF9ibAZQE8AKCMT_s9x9pRdf2F6rAWr7akgrp23rKyviOCKQcXII3ShXdKwele6SobFlkErB3t0G24OeeMaoSVSt-DkhUkVyky5ecy8BcYAS68/w640-h396/thumbnail_IMG_5265%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Beautiful, on the other hand, is the enforcer, and she teaches me about having good boundaries. Here, she's telling Foxy to stay away while we have our time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TRJcJh2xwH4gIblgS1hFoyoeeXnLuc1Xm8iWYEl2h4lFWfxh73ix6wbyDKx8R8yB0gbkhs_BLgmNiQ6dKu8lFaVzGHRIKjchnz2l4wK4L8j-PPnnyX8rE_JkoddkGlHhsKeBXxSRnvm3AHNcI0OBoIlNR23aduaDeKJnavnUybD3mkAVJrf70-HUHog/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5266%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="371" data-original-width="640" height="372" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TRJcJh2xwH4gIblgS1hFoyoeeXnLuc1Xm8iWYEl2h4lFWfxh73ix6wbyDKx8R8yB0gbkhs_BLgmNiQ6dKu8lFaVzGHRIKjchnz2l4wK4L8j-PPnnyX8rE_JkoddkGlHhsKeBXxSRnvm3AHNcI0OBoIlNR23aduaDeKJnavnUybD3mkAVJrf70-HUHog/w640-h372/thumbnail_IMG_5266%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Leah, what a gentle soul who gets pushed to the bottom of the herd, but has such a sweet spirit. She should have been someone's one and only horse. I am grateful for all that she gave me when she was my trail partner. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyi61M8HgEM7uG5Rx0ifwFk-2rlb2gyKzWLJO50EOQwhdBVV63khdQuCD_QhJtf0LkhRe8YFHdUWMSowmzAtlzVO19bSVEp3rfU9UENhrxI5qubgEVTiwS9Hz-eJTSnN9Ny2X50P3gScStKs1leYiMtwn9ArPf8oVzs2DX7LNcMh0mitR1CoFanLsTZ9Y/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5267%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="401" data-original-width="640" height="402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyi61M8HgEM7uG5Rx0ifwFk-2rlb2gyKzWLJO50EOQwhdBVV63khdQuCD_QhJtf0LkhRe8YFHdUWMSowmzAtlzVO19bSVEp3rfU9UENhrxI5qubgEVTiwS9Hz-eJTSnN9Ny2X50P3gScStKs1leYiMtwn9ArPf8oVzs2DX7LNcMh0mitR1CoFanLsTZ9Y/w640-h402/thumbnail_IMG_5267%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tumbleweed and Epona have become very close, and are often together at the bale or in the pasture.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZthO3YQxzDrP2JB9EPT4UIiKeZrAZBw0Es6Po6h0IMjAVTCPw1E-vgQmYAKU0xKOMIwbeZqYB9LXtZZYB41LLqXVt4K-hUqM9oW8iH_uGsg-KzTHVPws-jt08-dxe9MZbHF_kHQF_2gQnVo9EhjH6zlYZpsnZT_NSqiO1PbO2XSHgmuNsAG95a3kpvbY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5117.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="374" data-original-width="640" height="374" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZthO3YQxzDrP2JB9EPT4UIiKeZrAZBw0Es6Po6h0IMjAVTCPw1E-vgQmYAKU0xKOMIwbeZqYB9LXtZZYB41LLqXVt4K-hUqM9oW8iH_uGsg-KzTHVPws-jt08-dxe9MZbHF_kHQF_2gQnVo9EhjH6zlYZpsnZT_NSqiO1PbO2XSHgmuNsAG95a3kpvbY/w640-h374/thumbnail_IMG_5117.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Incoming kisses.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht7l_UVJZSMh8YkC6q9Jjjbs8YczLHei1deBoDAOkCwtUBlMCoKv8RcPUxKoo3NCju8Jd4Bsg-64FXlDg6rYH_sIqDA6HPpcIdmA4wDV1gEg1XwONOMLUpK1F74Roh7aavIE9hi4GYoQHIiIZYEgEQTiT6LTqXCeYUFH13sAvOVBYr1k2wKtjGBJrR0rQ/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5268%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="415" data-original-width="640" height="416" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht7l_UVJZSMh8YkC6q9Jjjbs8YczLHei1deBoDAOkCwtUBlMCoKv8RcPUxKoo3NCju8Jd4Bsg-64FXlDg6rYH_sIqDA6HPpcIdmA4wDV1gEg1XwONOMLUpK1F74Roh7aavIE9hi4GYoQHIiIZYEgEQTiT6LTqXCeYUFH13sAvOVBYr1k2wKtjGBJrR0rQ/w640-h416/thumbnail_IMG_5268%20(1).jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />This is how I feel about all of them. Thankful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4zFh81e6veFUfpBqOgnBgOFZbGDVJnx3b7MkiUEbhKeb-mhwRSbiCEq5sGZlhdBA9egLvdIC3WAMDxHSry5spg9ui8DrGv66YoYKGgQFkfWcVWF5A9rcdoJFrSJituvbNYe1-jsNbYVBln-ssYFcdk6k7wqDnuOAUwnEW1k_NU9xTrbk6Du1n26_0fpM/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5172.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="611" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4zFh81e6veFUfpBqOgnBgOFZbGDVJnx3b7MkiUEbhKeb-mhwRSbiCEq5sGZlhdBA9egLvdIC3WAMDxHSry5spg9ui8DrGv66YoYKGgQFkfWcVWF5A9rcdoJFrSJituvbNYe1-jsNbYVBln-ssYFcdk6k7wqDnuOAUwnEW1k_NU9xTrbk6Du1n26_0fpM/w611-h640/thumbnail_IMG_5172.jpg" width="611" /></a></div><p>Winter Solstice</p><div style="text-align: center;"><i>let me hold on</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>to the edge of your robe</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>as you determine</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>what you must let be lost</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>and what will be saved.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Mary Oliver, "Maker of All Things, Even Healings"</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">Winter solstice is incredibly symbolic--it is the darkest day of the year, but we know, with certainty, that the darkness will be put behind us--gradually--and we are <i>guaranteed</i> to experience more light every day.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">My daughter, husband, and I are planning a party for that day, December 22, 2023. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAF6rtKLt-Y0P53CmPv82f0osuhDryg1m8FQd5tOsJ-A-tdquUQ_SoHeH8uBluBan361nEW4jCrRFlRlfQYqTtcC46p-L9Hez1fV9Gy4Lg0jBHaHG310RJcFx99pYyr7S0628b0Qfp3UTZMVAI-1xn_g3N7uPnet-GBBwUwUa1ajDRGbHipPaIKuj4Dmg/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5269.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="581" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAF6rtKLt-Y0P53CmPv82f0osuhDryg1m8FQd5tOsJ-A-tdquUQ_SoHeH8uBluBan361nEW4jCrRFlRlfQYqTtcC46p-L9Hez1fV9Gy4Lg0jBHaHG310RJcFx99pYyr7S0628b0Qfp3UTZMVAI-1xn_g3N7uPnet-GBBwUwUa1ajDRGbHipPaIKuj4Dmg/w582-h640/thumbnail_IMG_5269.jpg" width="582" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">One of the things we will be doing is having a bonfire, and we will throw in something that has not served us well in 2023. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgYSdkwKN0EK9pKEilVUr6D6qKDIKbtXaDoMOEZL9ARsOANNcwqvKWZavVKl4m0Vm4-lPheKlzUSIJhjtJ0ZXf32_GkOBEYf8cWNvG9jSziuLd6ZAJGYvHmDXa9GvKPww7WFvFTS2p0mXzAscPUR9xk3hvvZlkm1hyphenhypheniJecq0JkN1TGHDfzKNCYrvh_5w/s1200/winter-solstice-celebrations.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQgYSdkwKN0EK9pKEilVUr6D6qKDIKbtXaDoMOEZL9ARsOANNcwqvKWZavVKl4m0Vm4-lPheKlzUSIJhjtJ0ZXf32_GkOBEYf8cWNvG9jSziuLd6ZAJGYvHmDXa9GvKPww7WFvFTS2p0mXzAscPUR9xk3hvvZlkm1hyphenhypheniJecq0JkN1TGHDfzKNCYrvh_5w/w640-h480/winter-solstice-celebrations.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I have been thinking about what it is I'll be throwing in, and I'm having a hard time naming it.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">As you can see, I've been reading Red Bird, by Mary Oliver, again. There is this line in "Night and the River:"</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I could not tell</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>which fit me</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>more comfortably, the power,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>or the powerlessness.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">What has not served me well is trying to control the chaos. I think the powerlessness suits me better. So, this thing that is so hard to name, but that rears up inside over and over again, and is quite painfully let down every time it does, is...what? The story, the pride, the expectations and judgments? Can it all be encapsulated in the word <i>power? </i>Power is an illusion.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">There is a line in Rilke's "The Monastic Life":</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I want to unfold.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Let no place in me hold itself closed,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>for where I am closed, I am false.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Unfolding into powerlessness, even embracing the powerlessness, while holding on to everything that comes to comfort: all that has been, and all that will be. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Cowboy continues to come to me from somewhere. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Whatever it is of him that is willing to remain, I want to take it with me into the healing days, along the healing road, and into the growing light of what is to come.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGluB1o-EBrPxZGklosIfO_YcqhecLdKGYmDX05T03mZEOrDLPF1U4h8MDOvCM9E5pURiBXDaI0oBZTQ35g47F18DK_qZco8F37ernTQO5cIkca3q-vY_47znmb33Y_vJKudUEDHgsc__e0o5KTAVeiLLmLnCK2Xa-EfTLzDDJyt-Q8sbkuEMLjazx7WA/s640/thumbnail_IMG_5145.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="503" data-original-width="640" height="504" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGluB1o-EBrPxZGklosIfO_YcqhecLdKGYmDX05T03mZEOrDLPF1U4h8MDOvCM9E5pURiBXDaI0oBZTQ35g47F18DK_qZco8F37ernTQO5cIkca3q-vY_47znmb33Y_vJKudUEDHgsc__e0o5KTAVeiLLmLnCK2Xa-EfTLzDDJyt-Q8sbkuEMLjazx7WA/w640-h504/thumbnail_IMG_5145.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-7199207035701375562023-12-06T16:41:00.000-08:002023-12-06T16:41:28.346-08:00Wintering: A Video Blog<p>I thought I'd make my post a video blog today, just to do something different and fun this winter.</p>
<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/N94yL3HtC68?si=z3jxgzlnG3qjkzXY" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><div><br /></div><div>I hope you enjoy it. Tell me how you like this format.</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy wintering!</div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-15143608280893782402023-11-30T08:10:00.000-08:002023-11-30T08:48:03.635-08:00Thoughts On Loss<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTRDt-mrcnUWDqQKaC7MdW4Uj3JNeYarJWezvxkNAuqxu_nin1j10EgDMqcQP3q3ptexgFBA1cvsd1DmIVPOCX39hu4-Ynlk_9yojopX-BbKEN2e9XDtrgvXrnqUi6B1SsmBTbT2OsfjxnUNROIJ3A_gLbSyZd6JvwpgvgLx5RWzy9c5REHYRFeJmZ-jU/s640/12187846_10153850346123054_6713581145445758096_n%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTRDt-mrcnUWDqQKaC7MdW4Uj3JNeYarJWezvxkNAuqxu_nin1j10EgDMqcQP3q3ptexgFBA1cvsd1DmIVPOCX39hu4-Ynlk_9yojopX-BbKEN2e9XDtrgvXrnqUi6B1SsmBTbT2OsfjxnUNROIJ3A_gLbSyZd6JvwpgvgLx5RWzy9c5REHYRFeJmZ-jU/w480-h640/12187846_10153850346123054_6713581145445758096_n%20(1).jpg" width="480" /></a></div><p>Losing. </p><p>I have a personal faith that every living soul is created physically and spiritually, and it comforts me.</p><p>Years ago, I decided to start from nothing, and to build a foundation of spiritual belief, brick by brick. Every brick had to be something personal and true. </p><p>Working with my horses day after day, I realized there is something more that animates them, something more than just the physical. And, there's something in me that resonates with that something spiritual in them. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8z6C6sW2efJEDCNY78y9KOD_JkVkTrXN0_dlsj1rK2LGZ8gcyqhitkNRm_pGrOidY4f3mW9So9p2hNzqoMEU8yMCgPR3K7vnrFdBYBhqmzzgpHI1Uaw6QEje7GSQfNpVEXWlUofPcS9QkAjiqN6utd6mYnkXaERl358P5wIeqA_EHaWHeLQvqPnY1mPI/s350/CB617FF5802258F22EF62656E9D23D988B409F77.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="350" data-original-width="230" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8z6C6sW2efJEDCNY78y9KOD_JkVkTrXN0_dlsj1rK2LGZ8gcyqhitkNRm_pGrOidY4f3mW9So9p2hNzqoMEU8yMCgPR3K7vnrFdBYBhqmzzgpHI1Uaw6QEje7GSQfNpVEXWlUofPcS9QkAjiqN6utd6mYnkXaERl358P5wIeqA_EHaWHeLQvqPnY1mPI/w420-h640/CB617FF5802258F22EF62656E9D23D988B409F77.jpg" width="420" /></a></div><br /><p>When my mom was visiting a few weeks ago, she saw my copies of Rilke's works, and she is reading them now, too. She flipped through<i> The Dark Interval</i> to a section I had highlighted some years ago, and she read it out loud to me as we sat and had coffee:</p><p><i>Today, my attitude toward death is that it frightens me more in those whom I failed to truly encounter and who remained inexplicable or disastrous to me, than it does in those whom I loved with certainty when they were alive, even if they burst only for a brief moment into the radiant transfiguration of intimacy which love can reach. If people took some simple pleasure in reality (which is entirely independent of time), they would never have needed to come up with the idea that they could ever again lose anything with which they had truly bonded. No constellation is as steadfast, no accomplishment as irrevocable as a connection between beings which, at the very moment it becomes visible, works more forcefully in those invisible depths where our existence is as lasting as gold lodged in stone, more constant than a star.</i></p><p>When Cowboy passed, I remembered that morning with my mom reading, and the words came back and came alive. I understood them in a different way. <i>It is impossible to lose what we have truly loved.</i></p><p>I just wanted to share that with you this morning. </p><p><br /></p><p></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-65624156944864109092023-11-28T10:44:00.000-08:002023-11-28T20:18:51.876-08:00Life Goes On<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht9Yth3gtUD2wL3dmLiXHUSEYStsAXReJ96BP0P8CKiPq1oJA2DX8dYZo1TYIAJ6SYJBL0FumU8b-FcjmCK7eH_AEe7F2Yq5qy5NmKp4O7dSH2Pv1m2aCdn1BC7733aMm8eZ-WT3p4r6tue3kyt5iwp8QazdDRG_N2sXmgXYpzCNdQ0uFscCOvT-nE7vY/s640/thumbnail_IMG_4735.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="444" data-original-width="640" height="444" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht9Yth3gtUD2wL3dmLiXHUSEYStsAXReJ96BP0P8CKiPq1oJA2DX8dYZo1TYIAJ6SYJBL0FumU8b-FcjmCK7eH_AEe7F2Yq5qy5NmKp4O7dSH2Pv1m2aCdn1BC7733aMm8eZ-WT3p4r6tue3kyt5iwp8QazdDRG_N2sXmgXYpzCNdQ0uFscCOvT-nE7vY/w640-h444/thumbnail_IMG_4735.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><a href="https://greyhorsematters.blogspot.com/">Grey Horse Matters</a> shared this poem of comfort for the passing of my heart horse, Cowboy. Every single line spoke to me, and though it is anonymous, I know the person who wrote it expereinced exactly what I am going through. I am sharing it now for all those who lose a horse they love.<br /><p></p><i>Where to Bury a Horse<br /><br />If you bury him in this spot,<br />this secret place you already have,<br />he will be there with you when you need him,<br />when only he can fill the emptiness of his leaving.<br />And he will come, as he always has,<br />from the far, dim, clouded pastures of death,<br />to console, to heal, and once again,<br />give you the blood of royalty only found upon his back.<br />The horses you now ride through life,<br />shall not shy from him, nor resent him coming.<br />They understand it is his rightful place as you and he were one,<br />in a far away place, long, long ago.<br />Show pity to those who scoff,<br />who see no blade of grass bent by his hooves,<br />who hear no nicker pitched too fine for the deafened ears of ego.<br />For they will never know the fulfillment of loving a horse,<br />and having that love returned.<br />So bury him deep, and keep that part,<br />Forever sacred, within your heart.</i><div><i><br />~author unknown</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>This section, in particular, stood out to me. Yesterday, as I was taking a lesson with Tumbleweed, I had similar thoughts, but these words captured it better. </div><div><i><br /></i></div><div><i>The horses you now ride through life,<br />shall not shy from him, nor resent him coming.<br />They understand it is his rightful place as you and he were one,<br />in a far away place, long, long ago.</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>naughty</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj63nsmi8WmTpwH0krnKwZcpj5Dcno-WMxH4hQUGo-UhNWO0wh5hIymA9syKR0uJqJ4gDEjXm7G_PfBRYkFYzBMTxvVrb39haaLkduAzyPAWSn_O7aH9-pEDtjpVflQ8XBY4yMGWAbJyXOwXC1X6YfyPzsjeQUEKJn0Gha_ZAf457bhau_BsJNtFGj5mPc/s294/cowboy%20and%20tweed.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="294" data-original-width="233" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj63nsmi8WmTpwH0krnKwZcpj5Dcno-WMxH4hQUGo-UhNWO0wh5hIymA9syKR0uJqJ4gDEjXm7G_PfBRYkFYzBMTxvVrb39haaLkduAzyPAWSn_O7aH9-pEDtjpVflQ8XBY4yMGWAbJyXOwXC1X6YfyPzsjeQUEKJn0Gha_ZAf457bhau_BsJNtFGj5mPc/w507-h640/cowboy%20and%20tweed.jpg" width="507" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">nice</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Ym45_xKxpYgGgz4V7R1g-xcaVupQfrXLSxCChu2SCIQoApEl3zvWY4k3uGqEFjmArlpuxrf30iWUhahk3BgMZ9QEMiMVwPwVJovYJ4g2azVFDQgTs21Y-RQqc9id2s934-kSgClkHv1WTlMFbnON2v7ntaa3uVbY_Z5vLOpwRt_5PQKu-0WacW_blew/s245/cowboy%20and%20tweed%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="245" data-original-width="192" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Ym45_xKxpYgGgz4V7R1g-xcaVupQfrXLSxCChu2SCIQoApEl3zvWY4k3uGqEFjmArlpuxrf30iWUhahk3BgMZ9QEMiMVwPwVJovYJ4g2azVFDQgTs21Y-RQqc9id2s934-kSgClkHv1WTlMFbnON2v7ntaa3uVbY_Z5vLOpwRt_5PQKu-0WacW_blew/w502-h640/cowboy%20and%20tweed%202.jpg" width="502" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I believe there is an unlimited amount of love in our hearts and souls. Love is infinite. Love is not a limited quantity, but time and attention are. Cowboy took a lot of my time and attention, and his passing has opened up a lot more of it for Tumbleweed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I have often thought that you need that intensity, that focus, to get your horse where he needs to be. It's not just intensity, ....I think it's also desperation. You just have to make this horse your go-to horse, and you do whatever it takes to get there, including facing your fears.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It's tunnel vision. Stubbornness. Devotion. Obsession. All of it. And it's all starting to coalesce around Tweed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The death of two herd elders has also changed the dynamics of the herd. Cowgirl was moved back up (along with Epona) and Tweed was moved down and put under Cowgirl's tutelage. Cowgirl doesn't baby other horses. She didn't even baby her own baby. She's tough as nails and mean as hell, and she is taking the baby out of Tweed. Good cop, bad cop, and now I get to be the good cop. He fell in line with Cowgirl quite quickly, and the rest of the herd seemed to go along with it, too. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Quite honestly, I'm happy with the change. It will make Tweed a better trail horse.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*****</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With elderly Cowboy and Little Joe, we were running a full care nursing home for horses. It took a lot of time and effort to keep those boys going. With them gone, and no horse in need of full care nursing home attention, we are rather free. It's very weird. There are loafing sheds and two covered round bales, and we haven't had any rain or snow. The horses are existing on their own, with very little tinkering. ? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Who am I now? What am I going to do with all this free time?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*****</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JmPOh18nBPvuAQKwJLEaX9SPTsB09X9dozOLA5khAbl02dlPdfFEZ6gzX2M_QA6JUY5bW5jOBxDHhwUFqGFgRIUtZhzZhWgNJeyHmY07jzYirXAHrO3ehtHkFjGvyOpX2HYNh-5wZjAP4Dd8B6GP2HJcywAsBlzrrhDAMVhX9Hae6_5wUpcZGlxVAfM/s640/thumbnail_IMG_4645.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="482" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JmPOh18nBPvuAQKwJLEaX9SPTsB09X9dozOLA5khAbl02dlPdfFEZ6gzX2M_QA6JUY5bW5jOBxDHhwUFqGFgRIUtZhzZhWgNJeyHmY07jzYirXAHrO3ehtHkFjGvyOpX2HYNh-5wZjAP4Dd8B6GP2HJcywAsBlzrrhDAMVhX9Hae6_5wUpcZGlxVAfM/w640-h482/thumbnail_IMG_4645.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Who me? I'm never naughty.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As I said above, I had a lesson at home with Tumbleweed. The first ever. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Getting his attention is much harder here, and he put on quite a show kicking out, rearing, and acting like a first class spaz. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My trainer loved it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She sees it as an opportunity to work on the finer details of getting and keeping their attention, basically, holding them together under high stress--something you want on the trail.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Oh, he gave us lots of opportunity. We used the round pen, and got all of that silliness worked out on the ground. When he kicked out or looked out of the round pen and away from me, she had me stay calm and simply reverse him and keep him at the same energy and gait.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">In saddle, we worked on vertical flexion at the different gaits, and using my aids to keep him against the rail, turn him, and engage his whole body. When he dropped his collection, she had me post his trot. Then she had me get him in vertical flexion and sit back deep, deep, deep on my pockets with my belly button basically pointing up, and sit the trot until he engaged and collected. It felt very strange, but she said we have to over-exaggerate this right now until he understands the cue. When he's rough, he's moving me out of the sitting back position (engagement) and into the forward position, which makes him feel unsupported and disconnected. My trainer says that it won't take very long for him to understand these cues and then I won't have to sit back as far. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Another issue she saw yesterday is that I am looking down and inside, where he is wanting to drift off the rail. She had me look outside the rails, outside the round pen, which put my body in a better position. Basically, I was sending him body cues to drift and looking out, though again an over compensation, changed the position of my body enough to keep him on the rail. A seemingly little thing that was actually quite big.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*****</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUV_jwM3TCPdBQkEfzjh10LDrj1bMOWzkJdsaQ2gUVKlQs6BZm-ptQQ6CgxlKDX3kIEqzpj-Lz488Wyvm4vG-AeWnVjCp6b-d4Mygtl3NREK3CDlGH-E4nghdudSW5lsY3IW1yk-yQRhEqE3IvE-tt90ddZacZ2SsxtSvHHmsvTWjMmQXWweDDOEv55Q/s640/thumbnail_IMG_4585.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="481" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZUV_jwM3TCPdBQkEfzjh10LDrj1bMOWzkJdsaQ2gUVKlQs6BZm-ptQQ6CgxlKDX3kIEqzpj-Lz488Wyvm4vG-AeWnVjCp6b-d4Mygtl3NREK3CDlGH-E4nghdudSW5lsY3IW1yk-yQRhEqE3IvE-tt90ddZacZ2SsxtSvHHmsvTWjMmQXWweDDOEv55Q/w482-h640/thumbnail_IMG_4585.jpg" width="482" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I haven't been able to go to the barn since Cowboy died. I went one day and put a picture of him on his stall, but then I left. I have been taking care of the horses in the turnout and pasture, and avoiding the barn. I have wondered if I will ever see the barn the same way again. Will it take the joy out of all these new improvements? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I can't let it. I'm going to find ways to bring the memories of Cowboy and Little Joe, all my horses, past and present, into the space. I want to create meaning in every nook and cranny. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We're getting very close to finishing the tack room, and I think I will try to find an artist to paint a portrait of Cowboy for me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">*****</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Speaking of meaning, I have Cowboy's precious tail hair, and I started looking at possible horse hair jewelry projects. I found a lot of beautiful possibilities, but especially love these rings made in England.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD_-Z-hAO9iOdAqbVNyhrD-h2z9DTMQUST2LstKFPt05IQVEPWAdabZJ20g1XxXBJftaHKwOrFbpZKs3HP6vEsNJY7AJkCoFkdHFoSNZe0r9xUUWsFOeuZ2iMQppnUuaXjE4h7y36LVTZwYjm4uZ82BqN7BfotliHniS6d2XoTHdLF2DAPa8eiKudsJak/s134/thumbnail_IMG_4692.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="85" data-original-width="134" height="203" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD_-Z-hAO9iOdAqbVNyhrD-h2z9DTMQUST2LstKFPt05IQVEPWAdabZJ20g1XxXBJftaHKwOrFbpZKs3HP6vEsNJY7AJkCoFkdHFoSNZe0r9xUUWsFOeuZ2iMQppnUuaXjE4h7y36LVTZwYjm4uZ82BqN7BfotliHniS6d2XoTHdLF2DAPa8eiKudsJak/w320-h203/thumbnail_IMG_4692.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8-m8MnO5oI2e_8nlhnKh4T4lz9UCAxcMR47JQura4ubcj2bmL0T6-1BOs2HYs0uFOE0hCe9uJlJNSwpMfkFex3SDUWmCA_ezSnOvAoyZRlTwoiK4STdFOTa1bYDrkCfDguvTlcUjXUZA6bLutQnwVXqHLawXRQpFt0jawt3S_bszMe9Fzg0TDDQPzh0/s137/thumbnail_IMG_4694.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="65" data-original-width="137" height="152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg8-m8MnO5oI2e_8nlhnKh4T4lz9UCAxcMR47JQura4ubcj2bmL0T6-1BOs2HYs0uFOE0hCe9uJlJNSwpMfkFex3SDUWmCA_ezSnOvAoyZRlTwoiK4STdFOTa1bYDrkCfDguvTlcUjXUZA6bLutQnwVXqHLawXRQpFt0jawt3S_bszMe9Fzg0TDDQPzh0/w320-h152/thumbnail_IMG_4694.png" width="320" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5b67VSaPiIaFCPMBtlzMyBeWjibkHpt6XVYH8EZwReWYbUqgu2PS72HG0ALe6N9yhY_P3TQg8xX8hiGXAayM1J5xosQU98iZQJWrcITrGjLw9XHHC1_8ojcWjEsIAl3rX9xDTA1mOCdFfNlg1JemJpWKnxfe5spdMxt9qNZnOLk9ilG2Y_7YVbHuEUs/s238/thumbnail_IMG_4695.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="238" data-original-width="147" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5b67VSaPiIaFCPMBtlzMyBeWjibkHpt6XVYH8EZwReWYbUqgu2PS72HG0ALe6N9yhY_P3TQg8xX8hiGXAayM1J5xosQU98iZQJWrcITrGjLw9XHHC1_8ojcWjEsIAl3rX9xDTA1mOCdFfNlg1JemJpWKnxfe5spdMxt9qNZnOLk9ilG2Y_7YVbHuEUs/w198-h320/thumbnail_IMG_4695.png" width="198" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qZMgf9zPiH7kg-BIwvF76RpSBOsvx_Gfsp47T0TSpAYcdJJ9ZZHCdBzqQA9QFbjeRCADe6NM9oQoD59RH1D3pxceGZbQUPTVbRmNWf0r6yjZUvY1bbD7LcOEU8dpcaOaJPErwxnWN0FfAsRwEW7L1FjfNpOeDJvuRzjCChUClnEtG8hQQ1wOo9Z1p9s/s214/thumbnail_IMG_4696.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="214" data-original-width="147" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8qZMgf9zPiH7kg-BIwvF76RpSBOsvx_Gfsp47T0TSpAYcdJJ9ZZHCdBzqQA9QFbjeRCADe6NM9oQoD59RH1D3pxceGZbQUPTVbRmNWf0r6yjZUvY1bbD7LcOEU8dpcaOaJPErwxnWN0FfAsRwEW7L1FjfNpOeDJvuRzjCChUClnEtG8hQQ1wOo9Z1p9s/w220-h320/thumbnail_IMG_4696.png" width="220" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It would require sending the hair overseas, and a long wait time. I don't care about the wait time, but I am very nervous about sending the hair. There is also a resin versus non-resin option. She puts a clear resin over the hair to protect it. Part of me doesn't want that because I'd like to be able to feel the actual hair.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Have any of you had experience with horse hair jewelry makers?</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-4461736984591344392023-11-23T10:17:00.000-08:002023-11-23T10:17:53.715-08:00Happy Thanksgiving!<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh53qPbZihZd_pCAHRbDogVFe6fSYd3h-a6wx9_UZdPB7kekDR6vNIE2GLqwe3ecTug2GwdpArWahyphenhyphenoxmca34581xxDAxBVAPwes6nTB9wG0rku6LcF4OzYqXQ7FpPqoeXCQfRFpZ-3HSkSqEM72XD9K4DS69KC_Af4Q-I2-qePuckNfSyaaS_ih6nu20/s1242/F22AC57F-6906-4EB8-80FD-392C96706290.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="922" data-original-width="1242" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh53qPbZihZd_pCAHRbDogVFe6fSYd3h-a6wx9_UZdPB7kekDR6vNIE2GLqwe3ecTug2GwdpArWahyphenhyphenoxmca34581xxDAxBVAPwes6nTB9wG0rku6LcF4OzYqXQ7FpPqoeXCQfRFpZ-3HSkSqEM72XD9K4DS69KC_Af4Q-I2-qePuckNfSyaaS_ih6nu20/s320/F22AC57F-6906-4EB8-80FD-392C96706290.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p>This year I am deeply grateful for my blessings: past, present, and future. </p><p>On the day Cowboy passed, I was walking to the barn at sundown and saw Epona framed against the sky. It was my reminder to look to the present and future.</p><p>Yet, there will always be a part of my spirit riding off into the glorious sunshine of days past with my golden boy, and feeling so happy viewing the world between his sweet little ears.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWextmsoA6Wby6wlAijLeppf2CQa1VD7bqh5LJdeQs5rTpT5BzbZG7ucMy8a7SiwsCDI2pL23BkbMQqc5EpFjb24ECuFW9nrcu_Ob3ygQFLneAIRpbzOEWeGofNwrQ4qkOoOLEz7vxur8TKHyV25vZMUQhO4EJp1Q8qXNBFkUQ2KxXgpEtKLamTfUv-eA/s1647/672B81F8-B1A5-46CA-A8D4-B3B779FCF33D.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1647" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWextmsoA6Wby6wlAijLeppf2CQa1VD7bqh5LJdeQs5rTpT5BzbZG7ucMy8a7SiwsCDI2pL23BkbMQqc5EpFjb24ECuFW9nrcu_Ob3ygQFLneAIRpbzOEWeGofNwrQ4qkOoOLEz7vxur8TKHyV25vZMUQhO4EJp1Q8qXNBFkUQ2KxXgpEtKLamTfUv-eA/s320/672B81F8-B1A5-46CA-A8D4-B3B779FCF33D.jpeg" width="241" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Happy Thanksgiving, my friends! Thank you for your love, encouragement, and support all these years blogging together. May you be surrounded by those spirits who make your heart sing, today and always!<p></p>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-14880325219462898202023-11-21T14:21:00.000-08:002023-11-23T08:31:50.154-08:00A Perfect Place, Perfect Way, Perfect Day & Perfect Horse<p style="text-align: center;"> <i style="text-align: center;">"I've spent most of my life riding horses. The rest I've just wasted." </i></p><div style="text-align: center;"><i> Anonymous</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;">I Wannabe A Cowboy</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;">March 7, 1995-November 21, 2023</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOPexSq1Hultbm4k-oJqZQMyb0ielbeoNSulupB33xYzTvaNyYGOuSbtebLSnZnPyA61WD6KvvPEscygHD-pN0Nseiy9oCQpmQ8qAQVCKzDwebXf4D7ttoyi-Q4C3_sCK9p3FOvmIdKkzx9NDHId_nIQitol2UyzoAVisP2fe9fcj-XBpsdJVsoEVCFEE/s640/time%20equals%20love%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="412" data-original-width="640" height="412" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOPexSq1Hultbm4k-oJqZQMyb0ielbeoNSulupB33xYzTvaNyYGOuSbtebLSnZnPyA61WD6KvvPEscygHD-pN0Nseiy9oCQpmQ8qAQVCKzDwebXf4D7ttoyi-Q4C3_sCK9p3FOvmIdKkzx9NDHId_nIQitol2UyzoAVisP2fe9fcj-XBpsdJVsoEVCFEE/w640-h412/time%20equals%20love%20copy.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">For many, many years I was obsessed with Cowboy. We spent over 20 years of our lives together. He taught me to be strong and live again. He was an orphan, and I was his fifth owner, so I promised him he would always have a home with me. I would never let him go.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>I think he can hear</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>My head turn toward him,</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Even in dreams.</i></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>As time passed, he had various health challenges, a broken P3 (which is when I adopted Beautiful Girl and Leah) and Equine Headshaking Syndrome (which is when I started riding Leah on the trails). He survived both of those things, and my longtime farrier nicknamed him the "Comeback King." </div><div><br /></div><div>We had many extra, glorious years together that I did not expect, but in time, arthritis and old age led me to plan for his retirement and bringing little Tumbleweed into my life as Cowboy's trail rides were phased out. This also gave Cowboy 5 years to imprint on Tumbleweed, and 2 1/2 on Epona.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jfCLFL7d40fehgigFGik3mEqiq8WO0O1EyPk_jrzxEK-fFx94SCuvzoYTysQc9EZzegrK84yN0qfWDx0F7cbnsdSaGNQqt0LamACYRZiWXeXJcsVjZ5oHqvp0keRrWltka4XPPYTaLguSrgQ7JQr9s-SDewulwB8jXue6CpUWOPt6RZ-f5jxVHj8T9M/s320/IMG_8722.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="249" data-original-width="320" height="498" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jfCLFL7d40fehgigFGik3mEqiq8WO0O1EyPk_jrzxEK-fFx94SCuvzoYTysQc9EZzegrK84yN0qfWDx0F7cbnsdSaGNQqt0LamACYRZiWXeXJcsVjZ5oHqvp0keRrWltka4XPPYTaLguSrgQ7JQr9s-SDewulwB8jXue6CpUWOPt6RZ-f5jxVHj8T9M/w640-h498/IMG_8722.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho94doUa_ZIWdjp0eI_brsQbNAkrZjWdn0rZY1FqbtibC8p306WxEENwZ6Tk2J0GDybYJrpkd2Jq4SBjrRCcY8PmFFX4eLc2xm3qyNhC1soNSxPNLtkaD4GyQD2FQKbFtYwEpw9ymWnqeQPig0WI8wWCSb6c0ia10j4DvhyphenhyphenWe3H2ELc9NiWuTYINL5-Dk/s640/thumbnail_IMG_4209.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="353" data-original-width="640" height="354" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho94doUa_ZIWdjp0eI_brsQbNAkrZjWdn0rZY1FqbtibC8p306WxEENwZ6Tk2J0GDybYJrpkd2Jq4SBjrRCcY8PmFFX4eLc2xm3qyNhC1soNSxPNLtkaD4GyQD2FQKbFtYwEpw9ymWnqeQPig0WI8wWCSb6c0ia10j4DvhyphenhyphenWe3H2ELc9NiWuTYINL5-Dk/w640-h354/thumbnail_IMG_4209.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfMZB3an4MtUjDs9r9aGniPte2ArYKTRgX-GjNh4R_AdgCTEnDKISX3P0458_c8e6GQrgaTDkMatuKP2H0Zqc4M_uOFUOSGpxTLRzh-OCzctcdCuD8QB_wZK58wZTPtpgzY6du-QrQg2WxYDEd9FTYe4fLgr7nphI3D-6vPSqfPTaqbMgE9f0Y4DjTHcg/s640/thumbnail_IMG_7379.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="413" data-original-width="640" height="414" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfMZB3an4MtUjDs9r9aGniPte2ArYKTRgX-GjNh4R_AdgCTEnDKISX3P0458_c8e6GQrgaTDkMatuKP2H0Zqc4M_uOFUOSGpxTLRzh-OCzctcdCuD8QB_wZK58wZTPtpgzY6du-QrQg2WxYDEd9FTYe4fLgr7nphI3D-6vPSqfPTaqbMgE9f0Y4DjTHcg/w640-h414/thumbnail_IMG_7379.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLCnKgDAVuLa6TR8tZExZTYH6Sjm4beh9NHE4zChZar3iSpT05K3YUkjyP2vlQKYTVS5m79DTTc_dkB4FzeYLB-1msb_8a-rGM6wS_OGkQ2D5G2r1SVOdOeO8w2d023aixIwEvjI8aLzsbyklCR-2TpNVhT2UC1RZRCNCe_qCf3MBpY7fmlMcgGr4HS00/s640/thumbnail_IMG_8557.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="390" data-original-width="640" height="390" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLCnKgDAVuLa6TR8tZExZTYH6Sjm4beh9NHE4zChZar3iSpT05K3YUkjyP2vlQKYTVS5m79DTTc_dkB4FzeYLB-1msb_8a-rGM6wS_OGkQ2D5G2r1SVOdOeO8w2d023aixIwEvjI8aLzsbyklCR-2TpNVhT2UC1RZRCNCe_qCf3MBpY7fmlMcgGr4HS00/w640-h390/thumbnail_IMG_8557.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBrrU1HA4HtlgA_p1zgflnd2-8fSOxuCfMq61clMoIDqt3buHjfF3HijOgbinQd4iZb6w43N5oTWlVq2_iJei9cpQwDS1zXrmuQd0A_pd3iteobikDVwuxGpXeHU6x8nu1obRTj44SouzbFQFFY8FQ9Aln6AMnCHwIL6EqztpQ1JWmY92fb7egnyVR8aU/s640/tumbleweed%20before%20gelding.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBrrU1HA4HtlgA_p1zgflnd2-8fSOxuCfMq61clMoIDqt3buHjfF3HijOgbinQd4iZb6w43N5oTWlVq2_iJei9cpQwDS1zXrmuQd0A_pd3iteobikDVwuxGpXeHU6x8nu1obRTj44SouzbFQFFY8FQ9Aln6AMnCHwIL6EqztpQ1JWmY92fb7egnyVR8aU/w640-h480/tumbleweed%20before%20gelding.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Cowboy died the way he lived, on his own terms. When we had planned to put him down 17 years ago for his P3 fracture, we let him run one last time, and he went wild bucking, running, and spinning around the pasture. He told us he wanted to LIVE, and so we took the chance on him, and he did.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">His passing was not much different.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Three days ago, Little Joe died in our pasture. It was another glorious fall day, sunny, and 48 degrees. We had let the herd out to graze, and that is what he was doing when he passed. It was sudden, unexpected, and surprising, even though Little Joe was in his late 20's, and hadn't been getting around like he used to.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Here is a photo of Little Joe playing with Cowboy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAlUiGLEcAeyM3IF04hHiCV4-kLzkScK7lfdk8Ben_y0Rv2Nd0Zr7FEQo63wzRTcAbMv1xIVuNBJ4ZOBPGVp5L8U2Y2iWyA-wrOSdXYui0iYk2qIstm6utQq6du87zlW3WveHgkHvaFxhnE2fPdUvvrecTk7UuW16LQB1fpETq6AE7oDltXweH9TlsfOw/s640/Enlight96.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="493" data-original-width="640" height="494" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAlUiGLEcAeyM3IF04hHiCV4-kLzkScK7lfdk8Ben_y0Rv2Nd0Zr7FEQo63wzRTcAbMv1xIVuNBJ4ZOBPGVp5L8U2Y2iWyA-wrOSdXYui0iYk2qIstm6utQq6du87zlW3WveHgkHvaFxhnE2fPdUvvrecTk7UuW16LQB1fpETq6AE7oDltXweH9TlsfOw/w640-h494/Enlight96.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(the last photo I took of Little Joe is below on November 7th, 2023.)</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSa20l7HYXo14VXY2Ro4hcX3eI-BicGAIRC3Q_lc6cLTz5AqLeiMcxsCzO5_tNSTxObNnFoPmQeKYWa5n7x4-TUHdTbYzpd1TUt3JzSNMMXedF8aC3-ZFSAMcVII6d_MGXjW98fdBaWTV2J8sWmyN73NprYUJfNFolHkl4lOvCAQJf4ezleRrlblUNOFA/s2048/370120642_1253954315276450_872917406408069958_n%20(1).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1180" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSa20l7HYXo14VXY2Ro4hcX3eI-BicGAIRC3Q_lc6cLTz5AqLeiMcxsCzO5_tNSTxObNnFoPmQeKYWa5n7x4-TUHdTbYzpd1TUt3JzSNMMXedF8aC3-ZFSAMcVII6d_MGXjW98fdBaWTV2J8sWmyN73NprYUJfNFolHkl4lOvCAQJf4ezleRrlblUNOFA/w368-h640/370120642_1253954315276450_872917406408069958_n%20(1).jpg" width="368" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Finding Little Joe made me realize it was time to put Cowboy down. And I was set on it...until last night, when I started to waiver again. Cowboy seemed as if he was ready. There was a difference in him, but the weather was so nice, too,...and it was just a hard decision to make when you don't absolutely have to. I told my husband and daughter that I had changed my mind.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">And then morning came. My husband went out to feed the horses and Cowboy was down. He came back and told me, and I went straight out to Cowboy. He had decided to lay down outside of his stall, in his turnout, and he couldn't get up. He didn't even really want to try. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It appeared he had tried before we got there, but he wasn't sweaty, and he wasn't stressed. I brought him some grain and he ate it from my hands and licked my palms when it was all gone. We said goodbye to each other.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNX2SY2cOYRn4P9CAOOBY-VJSwnyUmQNORKsZmxKX4Z7viefAqlbOXWo1pxqj2cexy8yjrEJbMrml7hB-CWtEMvWmdAXtkZqvzIAJchufP4P3Oig3baxM8m_Nsv2T4NQqzncmBueN3EtHAvKQhfmhsF6ffV5APTBqaSebMnLvqSsDdtwan_ByTGI6rXV4/s960/1009847_10152465892713054_1625749534_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNX2SY2cOYRn4P9CAOOBY-VJSwnyUmQNORKsZmxKX4Z7viefAqlbOXWo1pxqj2cexy8yjrEJbMrml7hB-CWtEMvWmdAXtkZqvzIAJchufP4P3Oig3baxM8m_Nsv2T4NQqzncmBueN3EtHAvKQhfmhsF6ffV5APTBqaSebMnLvqSsDdtwan_ByTGI6rXV4/w640-h480/1009847_10152465892713054_1625749534_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6M9Uif0XYxgpHKGGvf5ZWtYH1qaCftFEdm3bDB6abew1qxXGjWXa5YU7JxfjKxTCbIbF1zT3sem1oqAtj2xLIqd_VnrSq04ccKyL5JLHQV3w9T98epsZRtpn8AVtrvaK82grned01k3V38MQudhsOGvbI_EGlbGGQj2rD_IWbpCth1F8abU3dQdrQAIA/s640/sophie%20and%20me%20in%20snow.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="419" data-original-width="640" height="420" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6M9Uif0XYxgpHKGGvf5ZWtYH1qaCftFEdm3bDB6abew1qxXGjWXa5YU7JxfjKxTCbIbF1zT3sem1oqAtj2xLIqd_VnrSq04ccKyL5JLHQV3w9T98epsZRtpn8AVtrvaK82grned01k3V38MQudhsOGvbI_EGlbGGQj2rD_IWbpCth1F8abU3dQdrQAIA/w640-h420/sophie%20and%20me%20in%20snow.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>So, that is the end to one of the best chapters of my life.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will not have to worry about him suffering in the cold or getting down when I am not there to help him back up.</div><div><br /></div><div>He has left a hole in my heart.</div><div><br /></div><div>But I was thinking afterward, what a perfect ending for the perfect horse. He died in the perfect place, out in the early morning sunshine, the perfect way, at peace and able to say goodbye, and the perfect day, an absolutely beautiful November 21st: sun, clear skies, and all around us, heaven.</div><div><br /></div><div>And he took the decision out of my hands. His final act of love.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here are some of the photos we took through the years. So many adventures! Yet, never enough.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ygwjukOgHZMpGuLb2Tg6kk3AHzBLxAWyHx0IYJVS2Crw6FvbQxkz0a42qqnHB0WZx8_MgLkuoEwAk01u6_PYBUbBt3KAm6wBLH5_shFr18vEPx4QiGeRd9wZYWMc4YmUzrMk2NmSv2yhupXCFFoTyGR5f0GQwtquT0AC490xnEZyDU_vRq_SMj5kdW8/s640/september%2025th%20tiki%20and%20janey.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ygwjukOgHZMpGuLb2Tg6kk3AHzBLxAWyHx0IYJVS2Crw6FvbQxkz0a42qqnHB0WZx8_MgLkuoEwAk01u6_PYBUbBt3KAm6wBLH5_shFr18vEPx4QiGeRd9wZYWMc4YmUzrMk2NmSv2yhupXCFFoTyGR5f0GQwtquT0AC490xnEZyDU_vRq_SMj5kdW8/w480-h640/september%2025th%20tiki%20and%20janey.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div>Three horses in this photo have now passed away: Little Joe (center/front), Penny, (behind Little Joe, you can barely see her neck and tail), and Cowboy (center/back.)<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-28000141261964391442023-11-21T12:02:00.000-08:002023-11-21T12:02:05.183-08:00A Glorious Day at the Farm<div>Originally published 8/3/11</div><div><br /></div>Does this look like a happier horse? Part of the morning routine is now taking Nocturnal Cowboy off pasture and getting him into his cozy, dark stall for the day. He'd lost his fly mask with the ears (again), so I switched it out for his earless version and then set out on a little mini-excursion around the farm to find said fly mask with ears. I took my camera.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisQ53c-s3aakgWkv04qFNGIF-6Xd-RfX__8m7GmzYFEfrJ48Qm8ImdLhK7EheFIQkSRg9UFDKUjhwK7Ok6dhY1VeBRRFLIt5FaFv-nuuvRe12GAJaYvcse9VMRQU6tm8uv_pa7xvOqr_0/s1600/happy+cowboy.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659538289933202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisQ53c-s3aakgWkv04qFNGIF-6Xd-RfX__8m7GmzYFEfrJ48Qm8ImdLhK7EheFIQkSRg9UFDKUjhwK7Ok6dhY1VeBRRFLIt5FaFv-nuuvRe12GAJaYvcse9VMRQU6tm8uv_pa7xvOqr_0/s400/happy+cowboy.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />This is what I discovered....<br /><br />First, Grass. Yay, glorious grass. It used to be a weed patch, but we have successfully converted it to 100 percent green old, hearty old, grass!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikwVeRRkQrzWP_SaX1KoPVbsQ28UYvBsDmGjLhdowE1-UOS3H5x3K-I6acooMI4oIbDLvQ63rM1fCYQywlpHVA4to_C7cG7bh68K3H1ag5m-CxgQmI6wOyaG1sKao9WUh4tnoxlJmcPGE/s1600/GRASS.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659536185496882" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikwVeRRkQrzWP_SaX1KoPVbsQ28UYvBsDmGjLhdowE1-UOS3H5x3K-I6acooMI4oIbDLvQ63rM1fCYQywlpHVA4to_C7cG7bh68K3H1ag5m-CxgQmI6wOyaG1sKao9WUh4tnoxlJmcPGE/s400/GRASS.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />Riagan in the grass...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgym5e5_mTOiQ2e9rpq-PCAniRy_nJ2RNTXs3n5ne3LbVCkpVoMS5ZQXCFAGiajx37HkR6byMgh_hzduRCwHrOgSWQk0A4EQ4JAH_UYSMJ8j-u-3yN05Y55McjvMxPxg3Wdx4u4d5mAPro/s1600/Riagan+August+2011+in+grass.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659541468311346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgym5e5_mTOiQ2e9rpq-PCAniRy_nJ2RNTXs3n5ne3LbVCkpVoMS5ZQXCFAGiajx37HkR6byMgh_hzduRCwHrOgSWQk0A4EQ4JAH_UYSMJ8j-u-3yN05Y55McjvMxPxg3Wdx4u4d5mAPro/s400/Riagan+August+2011+in+grass.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />Maggie in the grass...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMCqcG71IZzsqyhUmj_eHWP5Am1CwM1-O7-TzQhY3TjpYnJ65rfFjsWupQXtlCiunLLhB0SbxX4nDyhehgKY416GV08mrVRM-bKi7g1XEpKf1iWmmkrn4hA7bV2tA2DpEdfb22GZFr4Gw/s1600/happy+Maggie+in+grass.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659539927520146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMCqcG71IZzsqyhUmj_eHWP5Am1CwM1-O7-TzQhY3TjpYnJ65rfFjsWupQXtlCiunLLhB0SbxX4nDyhehgKY416GV08mrVRM-bKi7g1XEpKf1iWmmkrn4hA7bV2tA2DpEdfb22GZFr4Gw/s400/happy+Maggie+in+grass.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />more grass...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUhiGVoONjw2OPmVjfhwHG98YtNXvhjZJqsiDnTF7cRkVFpCGhTc0jsigkCWjXT0W4kioL7cplVpBfBjuB15R71oci2hLy_G1-FXNmb-9hI2sGSw-MjLO9CBXxWTvelRX8onV6ujKuao/s1600/GRASS+YAY.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659187600003394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUhiGVoONjw2OPmVjfhwHG98YtNXvhjZJqsiDnTF7cRkVFpCGhTc0jsigkCWjXT0W4kioL7cplVpBfBjuB15R71oci2hLy_G1-FXNmb-9hI2sGSw-MjLO9CBXxWTvelRX8onV6ujKuao/s400/GRASS+YAY.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />Our grass project at the neighbor's...also becoming successful...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFIYroDcMdQrE50vrO_FO5LE9ylVNnbwwLH1zSfii-9K3EIds_saISeyKlSbjevmS-NYNgyg5GooyJelesayyNGVhzvu3lJaD6GOmZlTE5XoJMJJyO2bq_X5rf6v2aWTuniZsjGsPYawI/s1600/GRASS+at+BOORMANS.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659183599538354" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFIYroDcMdQrE50vrO_FO5LE9ylVNnbwwLH1zSfii-9K3EIds_saISeyKlSbjevmS-NYNgyg5GooyJelesayyNGVhzvu3lJaD6GOmZlTE5XoJMJJyO2bq_X5rf6v2aWTuniZsjGsPYawI/s400/GRASS+at+BOORMANS.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />Hubby at his gate...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgye_0OMAf8cpnUShloijvrf0yJ3tWoU528InTV0ouMWM5vaEAPjMiPmgHrkmtuDuZil8m1xAE0LZIjou9UbqGbtiL5qvxWfDXqurc2D09M3Kmzh3y3ZWll2YyLruVISa7B1L99s4AvZrQ/s1600/mike+and+gate.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659543457736738" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgye_0OMAf8cpnUShloijvrf0yJ3tWoU528InTV0ouMWM5vaEAPjMiPmgHrkmtuDuZil8m1xAE0LZIjou9UbqGbtiL5qvxWfDXqurc2D09M3Kmzh3y3ZWll2YyLruVISa7B1L99s4AvZrQ/s400/mike+and+gate.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />Healthy, fat horses....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLgJQgr7E1ypsJK-i1Rnd-R0O6pit49CWfys3kD-eO-EGBz6wPLjWhhELv7sRtf8HgVVDbPJ3MDJ_KAjY8KKk-N7Mp887L5snMDBy-IsOQfwx84PTAxGgX-HPUD28-_Y4BRqvFzW5pv8/s1600/cowgirl+and+cia.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659167525417650" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSLgJQgr7E1ypsJK-i1Rnd-R0O6pit49CWfys3kD-eO-EGBz6wPLjWhhELv7sRtf8HgVVDbPJ3MDJ_KAjY8KKk-N7Mp887L5snMDBy-IsOQfwx84PTAxGgX-HPUD28-_Y4BRqvFzW5pv8/s400/cowgirl+and+cia.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />My beautiful Beautiful...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2CMlxwqNP8A75bRL9dd5A7kQe-Ry3m5AyEi5jTii4sL_TObAA6bMC6CCipAddNdab_D4ichxtpufLDqpgO-Wn0N6e2U3IMbGfyenbHqEi4Lnx44HMw5Ipeyo3IuW139IZlV_mw2aoMBo/s1600/beautiful+at+gate2.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636658933908529794" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2CMlxwqNP8A75bRL9dd5A7kQe-Ry3m5AyEi5jTii4sL_TObAA6bMC6CCipAddNdab_D4ichxtpufLDqpgO-Wn0N6e2U3IMbGfyenbHqEi4Lnx44HMw5Ipeyo3IuW139IZlV_mw2aoMBo/s400/beautiful+at+gate2.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX6BCvlI66LZIlL_WLL4dGjdnxqAdmrbjhfS1xaqxm4QbEeb0AbFzQ7ZI81KNoOIdLNkOH8KPRihP-c3Tjb41iJkhuUs07OPIElZjaSjho4bfNz32hZ94fsjJD-TCG1jO8W23iAHaOSJ8/s1600/beautiful+at+gate.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636658932157395394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX6BCvlI66LZIlL_WLL4dGjdnxqAdmrbjhfS1xaqxm4QbEeb0AbFzQ7ZI81KNoOIdLNkOH8KPRihP-c3Tjb41iJkhuUs07OPIElZjaSjho4bfNz32hZ94fsjJD-TCG1jO8W23iAHaOSJ8/s400/beautiful+at+gate.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjABAHSY9ADSAZHf14Xag7qhW07WAkBmpGGnG2grkp7ZfKUHmJhSsiT9Y1l6SylcyyU6CAVIxZq7BATrPBOMraZA_YwYm62novPDiV8c5Aya2FuhdZuiknZhs5aLh76l3yoeBeLRinrOs/s1600/beautiful+against+new+fence.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636658927368431362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjABAHSY9ADSAZHf14Xag7qhW07WAkBmpGGnG2grkp7ZfKUHmJhSsiT9Y1l6SylcyyU6CAVIxZq7BATrPBOMraZA_YwYm62novPDiV8c5Aya2FuhdZuiknZhs5aLh76l3yoeBeLRinrOs/s400/beautiful+against+new+fence.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />The herd...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ljcwq6by5NPH7nBlyVZA3dU6IYjZDIcN68sR9ve3DpvIigm6MEuYo1UbscB41-arfzOHfR6ymQNmCEiw3xWZT7uGp7RuFZF4jiz4m2dotpY1ad07AsKb8XGjtaJvPoi1pb4qf1nkSYU/s1600/August+herd.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636658924315095778" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ljcwq6by5NPH7nBlyVZA3dU6IYjZDIcN68sR9ve3DpvIigm6MEuYo1UbscB41-arfzOHfR6ymQNmCEiw3xWZT7uGp7RuFZF4jiz4m2dotpY1ad07AsKb8XGjtaJvPoi1pb4qf1nkSYU/s400/August+herd.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 230px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />Flowers...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Oo-eNUP4SvD_mE9c1wmVupAMkfDDIN_D2dPFlP-bQQejhKXEz93QzJN8iUEMiRvD_YEwpH0kQ5aQl1OYhlfShWhBiBqihU0gvuF3QROuAF7gg6NDlxZmldCcmOqTOxcRYToQ8D6gl94/s1600/flowers.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659178181146146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7Oo-eNUP4SvD_mE9c1wmVupAMkfDDIN_D2dPFlP-bQQejhKXEz93QzJN8iUEMiRvD_YEwpH0kQ5aQl1OYhlfShWhBiBqihU0gvuF3QROuAF7gg6NDlxZmldCcmOqTOxcRYToQ8D6gl94/s400/flowers.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJ_-_iBSAV9Wmlz-ELErHKa6rkEKxhV-Qw6k1Q1m2Xj5_F1am9POk9oAiGVxNRammsb9Her2FD6l4PsMe-fOi3TZYYrJ4CoP4yWZIPtoJSse9O8DphaNLuSwPA5Xwq1UTCc3UeL13hsQ/s1600/daisies.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636659172115637234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJ_-_iBSAV9Wmlz-ELErHKa6rkEKxhV-Qw6k1Q1m2Xj5_F1am9POk9oAiGVxNRammsb9Her2FD6l4PsMe-fOi3TZYYrJ4CoP4yWZIPtoJSse9O8DphaNLuSwPA5Xwq1UTCc3UeL13hsQ/s400/daisies.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeB5vHYwI-OaemcEUMse2CPZ18M3i815IIKUIM__tTwTXcLltnX592QOMn_DZJQXywe3pCKGRflxi666ANiyViiiOwmZ-_RIYDabbiA4aDC3rTwq23RTmMwO7iBqhJt7TUmUVahRRlLbY/s1600/lilies.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636662611569423394" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeB5vHYwI-OaemcEUMse2CPZ18M3i815IIKUIM__tTwTXcLltnX592QOMn_DZJQXywe3pCKGRflxi666ANiyViiiOwmZ-_RIYDabbiA4aDC3rTwq23RTmMwO7iBqhJt7TUmUVahRRlLbY/s400/lilies.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />All is <em>not</em> right in the world. I had some bad news last night that has made me very sad (non-horse related), but has made me think it all the more important to celebrate the moments we have with the people and animals we love. Life is not made-to-order perfect, but there are many small things to take joy in.Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-86708088818934431522023-11-21T11:54:00.000-08:002023-11-21T11:54:28.288-08:00Super Charged Fun<div>Originally published 8/31/09</div><div><br /></div><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376279290643589282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFhYD6dx-Aa-2zlKT8uVgBoRgKs-vm7BbMuBs-NCQbPxXSp1h8tlzsVzWOW7PQHJDGj3bY5BrCaq0HUXzEB-f4sJpSnY3K1JItwakTc3wNSZajCF8O6hDTCTt2aTYzg1e4IsMmMVF3JB4/s400/cowboy+and+me+running+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 308px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /><br /><br />Saturday I may have had the most fun I've ever had on my horse at the club's "Fun Day". (<a href="http://www.momsdaughtersandhorses.com">Moms Daughters and Horses</a>) It was a totally laid back, non-competive game day--good-natured and pretty humorous. (There were some pretty nice ribbons to win, though). <br /><br />I can see where gaming could be a bit addictive--the speed, comradery with your horse, excitement of the game--fun stuff. It seemed like the horses even liked it!<br /><br />I've never gamed before and had no desire to, but the club thought it would be a fun thing to do with the daughters and a good way to teach gaming. It was. <br /><br />The only competition we "won"--Cowboy and I--was flags. He's an old hand at sidepassing and trail stuff--so it figured that would be our category.<br /><br />The area where we need HELP is turning. We took our turns way too wide and it took lots of time off our runs. He could haul on the straight stretch though. <br /><br />Here are a few pictures the timer was nice enough to take of us. He took about 133 all together--of all the participants--but these are the only ones I think I can share on my personal blog without everyone's permission. The club's forum has the rest of the shots! (Like <a href="http://highflyingcowgirl.blogspot.com/">Flying Cowgirl</a>--who won the overall prize!!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM0X6vF79h0vQxeq5CTTZRXVpXwNe2oZ196eWVE1qm_epO0fyra49_IXtX0cTmFlPteErdoCMWIsD6qaVD2Se-CiauR2sslAa-kHNTa4QX0BGSwLxXWrJ402aFXbwxjJW0XIGQmjIDoLA/s1600-h/linda+figure+8+2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376279304900446226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM0X6vF79h0vQxeq5CTTZRXVpXwNe2oZ196eWVE1qm_epO0fyra49_IXtX0cTmFlPteErdoCMWIsD6qaVD2Se-CiauR2sslAa-kHNTa4QX0BGSwLxXWrJ402aFXbwxjJW0XIGQmjIDoLA/s400/linda+figure+8+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSeXUiAgRp5wfZwTos4bwJyd_cx_S7pMNQTLFmZ77cUT9iWowIO7vgDWZKlJQHK34JGSycGYI6XaucGBo7TkKpKm0JWLhh5zXiAl4LHwqtpMTyFcDrLI0l35Fr51dWmUBG-zU4dGMBgjQ/s1600-h/cowboy+and+me+not+sure+I+have.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376282693297441490" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSeXUiAgRp5wfZwTos4bwJyd_cx_S7pMNQTLFmZ77cUT9iWowIO7vgDWZKlJQHK34JGSycGYI6XaucGBo7TkKpKm0JWLhh5zXiAl4LHwqtpMTyFcDrLI0l35Fr51dWmUBG-zU4dGMBgjQ/s400/cowboy+and+me+not+sure+I+have.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHKILDna0WhjsE4bGHTpQNqu6GUl8Fc3H5sSwdYw3lWweq1GLf95dwoWSLrS6pbs9DgFMkLoowNUF0M6rhA-EWJmk-yV6lyFm4RJJd4c9Qzy4I7dSBGSR40b2yIa8hzjIeiTdLYltlZkM/s1600-h/linda+and+cowboy+barrels+2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376279292930955154" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHKILDna0WhjsE4bGHTpQNqu6GUl8Fc3H5sSwdYw3lWweq1GLf95dwoWSLrS6pbs9DgFMkLoowNUF0M6rhA-EWJmk-yV6lyFm4RJJd4c9Qzy4I7dSBGSR40b2yIa8hzjIeiTdLYltlZkM/s400/linda+and+cowboy+barrels+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-8743509231488965522023-11-21T11:48:00.000-08:002023-11-21T11:48:41.187-08:00It's Already August<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETmVKqwikQICyo95YxDWSQkqWznziyxQNLY_9H421zrBFLSZChcTY3Y_vEh971w-GD1rESK8Cpp5Qqqg0uPozqGErC3xuDMMeDl7wCxpvox0rjDxv1zC0xlMk73WC8k5abZqup-oK5Tw/s1600/ride+2.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635897135774223922" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETmVKqwikQICyo95YxDWSQkqWznziyxQNLY_9H421zrBFLSZChcTY3Y_vEh971w-GD1rESK8Cpp5Qqqg0uPozqGErC3xuDMMeDl7wCxpvox0rjDxv1zC0xlMk73WC8k5abZqup-oK5Tw/s400/ride+2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Originally published 8/1/11<br /><br />These pictures are from my recent trail ride. <br /><br />It feels like summer just started and here we are already at August. Got to get an early move-on in order to beat the heat.<br /><br />Busy day today ponying BG, but first off I need to walk the pastures and find Cowboy's fly mask. I'm excited to try out those new Cash riding jeans. <br /><br />More later...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYhwU1xKF-F68F5rKnbnQG-a2B1ZPOvt4-hn8Z-Imn8VKZbsQiw-xk2yY93uMDdEqLi2my986oFi-O_QT8QbzzktSXXbGGkfYNVeMlYcgGTUDaZiqnRQO0dsR3OoaXeGTvPV_Ta0Ly1VU/s1600/horseback+ride.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635897132434704514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYhwU1xKF-F68F5rKnbnQG-a2B1ZPOvt4-hn8Z-Imn8VKZbsQiw-xk2yY93uMDdEqLi2my986oFi-O_QT8QbzzktSXXbGGkfYNVeMlYcgGTUDaZiqnRQO0dsR3OoaXeGTvPV_Ta0Ly1VU/s400/horseback+ride.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-23249284283215171202023-11-21T11:47:00.000-08:002023-11-21T11:47:21.366-08:00Hit the Trails While the Sun Shines<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk5LNj4XQo20Ft4M3uzAOrAW7JSixhnk8rQMOC4qet-z4hLdpyrX45_nqqzLyFgv2NYDSAilOdmLhxvy0GwkowWbUDDW3vUUxH1rNL1MFIUhiDrpD1flmJwzkNc-wLkox94-eCME49NSc/s1600/cowboy+and+I+2011.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603005735863241954" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk5LNj4XQo20Ft4M3uzAOrAW7JSixhnk8rQMOC4qet-z4hLdpyrX45_nqqzLyFgv2NYDSAilOdmLhxvy0GwkowWbUDDW3vUUxH1rNL1MFIUhiDrpD1flmJwzkNc-wLkox94-eCME49NSc/s400/cowboy+and+I+2011.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /></a><div>Originally published on 5/4/11<br /><br />Those are my words of wisdom.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd9cYzVTCylcBpwaC_VmYtRz8V6YPMcIQJqVZr2EY0L3Fr4_VHxUGGAl0rgrPCMTXObQVjCgqVIUiJ8odbSRGUcm8eHZ_zF6Pd-ZmJn5NkyMoeTWpzj1hDIxqh3Cxrptarkjn3oKHbLEM/s1600/Cowboy+on+the+trail+2011.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603005728055974914" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd9cYzVTCylcBpwaC_VmYtRz8V6YPMcIQJqVZr2EY0L3Fr4_VHxUGGAl0rgrPCMTXObQVjCgqVIUiJ8odbSRGUcm8eHZ_zF6Pd-ZmJn5NkyMoeTWpzj1hDIxqh3Cxrptarkjn3oKHbLEM/s400/Cowboy+on+the+trail+2011.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /></a><br /><br />So, my Cowboy's sound on the rocky trails four years post-fracture. I'm extremely thankful for that. He was full of energy and ready to go. I think you'd call that <em>fresh</em>. He practically grew wings and flew into the trailer, he was so excited to go for a ride. <br /><br />On the trail. Great. Through water. Great. In fact, he was so calm, I just ground tied him at the trailhead while I groomed and saddled and later unsaddled. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlQgCbwszncioN4uUMpVklE1Ja-KO4wW3hk-l3tcnX59_M4CqyHgN7LDKew_-hMUtr4IwVokUd8OYsBtGuV24ZKALQFcwro3GZWcpMLhkcN5hxEruICGkwa69ie_HQoaxmGFGHLzuC4s/s1600/Mike+on+Shadow+2011.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603005725528798338" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAlQgCbwszncioN4uUMpVklE1Ja-KO4wW3hk-l3tcnX59_M4CqyHgN7LDKew_-hMUtr4IwVokUd8OYsBtGuV24ZKALQFcwro3GZWcpMLhkcN5hxEruICGkwa69ie_HQoaxmGFGHLzuC4s/s400/Mike+on+Shadow+2011.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br />Here's fatty, Shadow. He's always fat. He was fat when we bought him and he's fat now. My farrier says he could get fat on a freeway. Still, at nineteen years old, he troops along the trail for my husband whenever asked to do so. They make quite a pair.<br /><br />I don't know what tomorrow's going to be like, but we did make plans again to take the barrels to the outdoor arena and have a fun day. The forecast calls for 62 degrees and 30 percent chance of showers, and that doesn't sound half bad.</div>Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2898429617257241993.post-80749315164855144702023-11-21T11:45:00.000-08:002023-11-21T11:45:07.695-08:00Cowboy's Third Season Post Mortem<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGKSXQ9iC2H9iQlMzaOglU5QP5KJlC0w7t-EP5Q2n2ba29DgK9oCMd0-KgEvr-BsHR3VMcV-oXCTkE6j3sdWJOn9CMiE7Os08rJqLKXObKgiWk8pooBF7XJR9j56aXxL62fEQ0pdtastw/s1600/cowboy+running+at+me.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457397411496820802" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGKSXQ9iC2H9iQlMzaOglU5QP5KJlC0w7t-EP5Q2n2ba29DgK9oCMd0-KgEvr-BsHR3VMcV-oXCTkE6j3sdWJOn9CMiE7Os08rJqLKXObKgiWk8pooBF7XJR9j56aXxL62fEQ0pdtastw/s400/cowboy+running+at+me.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 251px;" /></a><br /><br />If you have time, check out my guest blog about my horse, Cowboy, at GunDiva's site, <a href="http://gundiva-talesfromthetrail.blogspot.com/2010/04/ride-of-week-ones-that-make-you-earn-it.html">Tales From the Trail</a>. That's a fun idea, guest blogging, and she's always looking for more volunteers. <br /><br />I refer to Cowboy as my MYEI (Make You Earn It) horse, and it's so, so true. My vet used to always say (to be kind), <span style="font-style: italic;">This one would survive in the wild</span>. Cowboy was always thinking for himself. <br /><br />My opinion is that MYEI horses have become that way from lack of trust. In Cowboy's case, the multiple homes, some early mishandling when his second owner kept him a stallion, but didn't know how to manage a stallion, and then the survival instincts kicked in. They may trust their last owner, but that doesn't mean they trust you. In their minds, not <span style="font-style: italic;">all</span> humans are good, only some. For me, those early days of earning it are over and he has so much more trust--I'd like to think it is also correlating to others, or at least others here at my home. I really don't think he'd do well changing families. <br /><br />My farrier was out yesterday (the man who really saved his life) and he was pounding a shoe over the old P3 fracture without Cowboy flinching, he stopped a moment and reflected on where we were when we started and where we are now.<br /><br />He said, <span style="font-style: italic;">This horse was in so much pain when I first met him. I didn't know if I liked him.</span> (Cowboy was a piss-ant that day, squirrely and pulled a plant out of my planter--a large day lily. It was quite a scene. His sweet personality definitely DID NOT shine through. The farrier was also new to Cowboy because we'd just moved here to Spokane, misdiagnosed fracture and all, and he'd been the top recommendation from our new vet.) The farrier had his arm around him, Cowboy's head was almost on the ground--like a big lap dog. <span style="font-style: italic;">Who me? Nah, I was never like that, was I?</span><br /><br />I told him what a gift it was to have had Cowboy for two riding seasons since the accident (what I refer to now as post mortem since he was scheduled to be euthanized) and to now be going into my third. I told him how Cowboy has reached his plateau in life--young enough to have the energy and smart enough to know better. The golden years for me and him. And then I said, overly optimistic, of course--I want him to be a <span style="font-style: italic;">grandkid's horse</span> someday.<br /><br />My farrier brought me back to reality by saying, <span style="font-style: italic;">be glad for every year we get. We've already got more than we figured.</span><br /><br />But you know, I can't help being optimistic. He already defied the odds by living through that fracture and coming out sound. I have to believe he'll live to old age, too. <br /><br />Cowboy has a low nicker, much lower than all the horses in the barn. Only Beautiful's is even close to it. When I go out to see him, he nickers for me every time as he stands alone (always alone) somewhere in the turnout. I know his greeting--I could pick it out from any herd. <br /><br />That horse has my heart. I know this is Beautiful's blog--but she's the younger sister. Who, I should mention since I've brought her up, got a big compliment from the farrier yesterday. He didn't trim her, but she was turned out. He stopped on the way back to his pickup and watched her and said, <span style="font-style: italic;">That is not the scrawny little horse you brought here. She looks like a real horse now.</span>" So, hey, I'll take that compliment for her. <br /><br />Happy Trails, everyone!Lindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14303523299217618526noreply@blogger.com14