Morning Sun On Horses

I love the morning light.

Why is every one lined up, you ask.

I am bringing fresh corn on the cob.

Every one rallies for a position,

ready for a treat.

Magic Man is on the bottom of the rung.

Broken Arrow ties for top.

Charme floats, depending on her mood.

The boss, Knot.

The light is perfect.

The corn is good.

Morning light makes even the backside look good.

This N That With No Pictures

Either my computer is crazy or I am.  I try to upload a picture and it says, site had exceeded number of times to retry.  Any computer experts know what is going on?  Is my computer too full or my blog have too many pictures.  I am lost, as usual.

I must show pictures, perphaps I show too many!  My words are never good enough to describe what a picture can say.

The weather has been dream weather.  Things are growing like crazy which means soon our maintenance will not break even with the growing.  In the pastures, this is good.  Not so good in the yard.  Every thing Marcy has planted has come up so we will be blessed with food and flowers.  I even planted some old dry butter beans from a bag to cook and every one has come up!  I don't even like butter beans...hubby does so hope he will enjoy the fresh ones when they come.

The flowers are stunning and I WAS going to share some of those but I will have to wait and see what my computer problem is.  In the meantime, you are stuck with only my words.

After six weeks, my voice is here more than gone.  I still cannot hear well but I think I am getting the best of this unnamed crud that has dominated every moment of my life for so long.  I shall miss it when it is gone.

The horses are shedding their winter coats quite nicely and are getting their summer shine.  I love it!  I spent yesterday evening scratching, brushing, hugging and loving them.  I still think the best smell in the world is the smell of a horse.  I buried my face in their necks and did get my daily hit of that lovely smell. 

For those horse experts, I have a bay Arabian that seems to be dappling...is that possible with a bay horse?

We have a new baby heifer, doing well.

Hubby is donating a bull to the school to raise money for the new PA system for the sports field.  The bull have been trimmed and photographed and chances will be sold to win him.  I hope he raises enough money to pay for the entire system.  Hubby would be so proud.

Work, sadly, beckons me and I must heed the call.  One of these day, it will no longer call and I can spend my entire day At The Farm.

My Farrier Is A Girl....

Meet Samantha Fields, a wonderful young lady, who is now doing my hoof trimming for me. Sam has trained my Arabian, Knot, to ride. Worked with my other horses and got a halter on Arrow today when I haven't been able to in months.

Sam seems to have a personal connections with horses, in fact, all animals love her.

If you notice Charme, my Haflinger, is about to fall asleep.

The third photo is a sign I made out of pieces of my life. Each piece has a story. When we came to the farm, we soon discovered many things has ruined in the barn during years of storage. The A is part of Grandma Pruett's pie safe, the T is part of Grandma's old wash stand, the H is Grandma Greenstreet's chest of drawers and on we go to the M which is part of Dad's bee hive.  The wreath below the sign is rusted barbed wire with horse shoes in it.

I promised I would say when the photos were taken by me so today is the day.

My kingdom for a horse...

I have always dreamed of horses. When most young girls were making paper dolls I was making paper horses. Something about the smell of horse, that soft muzzle and those big eyes just had me hooked.

I did lots of research when we were moving to the farm. I purchased miniature horses. Fell in love with them. Just like big horses except it did not hurt as much if you got stepped on.

I progressed by showing horses, giving tours and watching them give birth. The first one I sold, I cried like a baby.

Along the way I acquired an Arabian colt, then a Haflinger mare, bred(Surprise!!). Charme had her colt, Magic Man. Charme also surprised us the next year with Chadir's Broken Arrow out of Talley Ho's Kadir or "Knothead". Guess we had him cut a couple of weeks too late! During this I decided big was the way to go and sold all my miniatures. Charme is my saddle horse, Knot has been trained to ride and next to the trainer will be Magic since he is coming three.

Magic looks just like his dad, a Doc Bar descendant, except he got some thickness from the Haflinger side. Will not be able to register him but that does not matter. He is perfect to me.