The trials and errors of building a working horse farm from scratch after turning 50, with a smattering of horse-keeping tips.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Fog
Temperatures are creeping up, finally, but so much snow and ice still on the ground. The fog bloomed quickly, blowing up like a balloon. Didn't take long to obscure any views, socked in.
Breaking away from our urban lifestyle, finally living the dream! Not everyone shares this dream, but you can have what you wish as long as you never lose sight of the goal.
When the economy tanked, we took advantage of the housing bust and the chance of a lifetime. It is not easy, but when you have an opportunity to attain your dream, don't think twice.
I started this blog to keep track of our projects, because, well, you know. The memory is the first to go, right?
People thought I was nuts getting a green 3-year old when I turned 50. Now closer to 60 than 50, we're not looking back. No one thought this was a good idea, either, but I was not looking for approval, was just reporting the news. If not now, when?
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