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Where there was once green grass, there’s now snow and the leftovers of what was a lush pasture. It’s March, which means it’s also time...

When I started learning about horses, it was from a place of deep and abiding love. The way of being with horses that I fell into came...

I confess: cleaning stalls, scrubbing water troughs, and slinging hay have been my lifelines to sanity this year. Add in horsehair in my...

Despite several big worries that have been gnawing their way through my psyche today, that hot bath feeling of peace visited me. A part...

Photo: Chris Wolf We sometimes forget that horses can perform any movement we need them to do already. They are masters of movement.  All...

I didn’t know I needed to see Bree until I saw her again. Five years had passed since she and I had the accident that put me in the...

Rocky and Crissi. It’s that time of year. Our horse Rocky is so itchy, he’s rubbing up against pine trees to scratch the hair off. I took...