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Despite working out with the trainer today, my day was mostly about horse manure. I have three horses, which leads to a neverending supply of potential fertilizer. It’s a big piece of the horse disease, deciding what to do with their waste. If I’m not picking and sorting it from the clean shavings, I amContinue reading “A Big Pile of Horse-Pucky”

This year has begun with a quiet day. The weather is unseasonably warm; the horses are out blanketless and taking advantage by rolling in the melting snow, smearing slush into their itchy winter coats. I love the mornings in the barn. There are a pair of sparrows that chirp and flutter about as I goContinue reading “So Begins the New Year”

It’s the eve of a new year and all of the media recaps made me think back on all of the changes this past year have wrought. I have moved, become engaged, been bucked off my horse, found a horse I can ride, adjusted to having no job(perhaps a little too well), and made newContinue reading “Farewell 2010”

I know, I know. I’ve been away. I’m such a bad blogger and an undisciplined wannabe writer. I have many excuses, the holidays, the flu, and a trip to Bermuda that lasted longer than expected. At least I wasn’t deported. It’s been a wonderful holiday and I am looking forward to the New Year. OfContinue reading “Back on Track?”

I don’t feel well today. I’m laying low and trying to relax. The pellet stove is now working- after clearing the auger with my fingers and almost getting my arm stuck-but it is churning away, filling the room with that lovely warmth that a fire provides. I turned on the television, surfed the channels, andContinue reading “Echoes”

There’s a Gremlin in the T.V., really. Friday after the feast, we gathered again, once the young men began to stir, that is. Coffee, bacon, French toast, and real maple syrup for me and Mr. W. My son ate a bacon and cranberry sauce sandwich. The bacon was smoked and cured with black pepper. ItContinue reading “Thanksgiving Weekend, Part Two”

Ah. I can smell the dysfuntion brewing like a fat, buttered fowl after four hours in a 350 degree oven. The annual family gathering has begun. Actually, it wasn’t that bad. My family gathered at our “ancestral farm” in Vermont. Well, that’s what our mother called it, but can you really call a property boughtContinue reading “Thanksgiving Weekend, Part One”

Have you ever felt invisible? The other day, I had that experience. I was sitting at the dining room table, at the head or foot, depending on perspective; it was the end closest to the sliding glass doors that lead to the patio, so I guess it would be the foot. Irrelevant really. Anyway, IContinue reading “Invisible”

My sister gave me a ticket to a Roger Waters concert, where he performed “The Wall” in its entirety. I went with my brother-in-law, my nephew, and one of his friends. A little surreal, but it was fun. The show was brilliant. And like so many others, the music and the layers of messages embeddedContinue reading “The Wall”