Friday here was one of those picture perfect days. And frankly with this wind advisory and gusts that are making the house creak as I type, I’d love for it to be duplicated sooner rather than later. That’s my request, Dear Mother Nature. MKay, thanks.
It was so picture perfect in fact, that that is what I did- I took some pictures. The Macro Monday shots from yesterday were taken that day, as were the following. If these don’t make you crave spring, or make you want to come visit me here on the ranch, I’m pretty sure you’re in need of the asylum. These are photos of mostly our coming 2 yo colts- they’d be 2008 babies. There’s a few odd horses that found their way into this herd- and no, they’re not supposed to be grazing in the alfalfa field. But the cows rubbed the gate open and the horses, well they found their way into this pasture. Secretly I’m glad they did, because it made for some pretty pictures!

A thunderstorm rolled in that afternoon:
I am so blessed!









































































































































In case you’ve been in a hole and haven’t been paying attention, we’ve been discussing the current state of the horse industry. So you can catch up and join in the discussion, you might want to start at the beginning:
The idea that we will never have unwanted horses and will never need to have a processing facility, is Utopian in theory at best; the trouble is, there will always be horses that are unwanted. Despite the best training, despite education, even despite some who have the idea that we should charge a fee to breed every mare. I’m not even sure where or how you’d regulate that, but that’s not the point. The point is the current situation. We’ve not saved a single horse from slaughter. We’ve made them take a longer trailer ride; we’ve put them in at least one country where there is little, if any regulation, where those people don’t have the same respect and regard for our animals as we do, and in many instances we’re prolonging their life, because it costs a person money to feed them, and they’re not feeding them well, or at all, so when they are “rescued”, they’re in terrible shape.


