Jazz, Wine, Thoughts

Is there anything better than an evening listening to smooth jazz? I find listening to KennyG, Nat King Cole, Sade, Paul Taylor and others brings a comforting mellowness to my mood. I am relaxed and able to block the turmoil of my country out for awhile. Sipping Pinot Noir also helps erase the tension I …

Wine,Turmoil, Racism

I’m on my patio this evening well past the time when most folks are in bed. I’ve been thinking about my peaceful life, while listening to the vehicles on the nearby highway droning like a million bees interfering in my solitary thoughts. While the droning is ongoing, my mind causes the insistent sound to be …

Water, Wine and Patios

At this moment I am sitting on a metal and mesh chair on my patio. The bird feeder is about 20 feet away and I am enjoying viewing the gold finches, chickadees and mourning doves. Soon the cardinals with their brilliant red feathers will visit my feeder, along with the Downey woodpecker that likes my …

Leaving Childhood

When I was a child I thought old people were kind of different, but lovable. I wondered what it would feel like to be old, with leathery skin and scant hair. I am no longer a child; I am the old person, and I do hope I’m lovable. But I do find myself grumpy, not …

Reo…finally content?

My handsome paint horse, Reo, has finally settled into his new home at StoneRidge Stables. He shares 22 acres of wooded hills and grassland. Mostly woods, but enough forage to keep him healthy and satisfied. His two gelding pasture mates are like him…hefty quarterhorse types, actually Paints, with lots of white coloring and kind dispositions. …

Buddy and Reo; Separation

Two days ago I went to visit Buddy. He was swatting flies away as he and his two companions stood in the shade of a large oak tree. I called to him, he looked, and then obviously did not think I was worth leaving the shade for, as he simply stood there and gazed at …

Reo, Buddy, Me

Reo is definitely lame. After cleaning off three days of crusted mud that he managed to get over his entire body, in every crevice, I decided I was too tired to ride. I thought he should experience some interaction with me other than the good grooming, so I put the rope halter on him and …

MISSING HORSES and LIVING LIFE

The last few days have been filled with thoughts, chores, relaxation, and fatigue. I feel like I have neglected my two horse guys, maybe because I have. I can’t shake the feeling that when I don’t actually tend to them that I have failed as their caretaker, even though I know they are both in …

Other Things

I think just because I named this site about my horses doesn’t mean I can’t blog about other aspects of my life, which may or may not involve horses. This past weekend I did not see my two horses; however, I did buy senior feed for Buddy and, with the help of my husband, delivered …

Changing my site name

It is time to rename my blog site to something more relevant to my writing. So, mjm1942 has become PaintedAppy. The new title represents both horses: Reo the Paint, and Buddy the Appaloosa. Since both horses are aging and so am I, it seemed only right to acknowledge our limitations, but also our new adventures. …