Tonight he got the saddle on Alli - and she took it like she'd always been doing this. I know differently. I don't have a picture of it, because I left my phone on the kitchen counter, but this is enormous!
I am so proud of her, and of him. He has a natural talent with animals and always has.
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The trials and errors of building a working horse farm from scratch after turning 50, with a smattering of horse-keeping tips.
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- 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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